Nothing special today. The clock's sprang forward so of course I'm trying to figure out how to get the kiddos to understand that they are going to bed in an hour even though it will probably still be sunny. Fortunately a neighboring kid came by and they were able to play outside for an extended period of time. I worry about how different their lives are from when I was a kid. I would spend hours outside hanging out with may friends and making up all types of creative games. My kids don't have a lot of neighbors to play with primarily because of their schedule and and mostly because of the times we live in. I just can't let them run around care free. As aparent you have to be so careful and I admit sometimes paranoid. I think they pay the price. I gained a lof of independence and memories from my carefree days. Their opportunities to be carefree have to be scheduled via playdates which I am horrible at facilitating. I;m hoping when we move we can move to a more kid friendly place where they can have these opportunities.
I hung out with my girlfriends last night. We had a great time laughing sharing and commiserating about the state of the world. The hubby and I also had an aoooportunity to go out with another couple on Friday night on a real double date. So in short I had a fnatastic weekend.
MONDAY is however lurking closely by and I have to gear myself up for the week. I have to speak about our new program at some type of council meeting tomorrow and I am a little anxious to see how this will go. I think the council will be comprised of Domestic Violence advocates and I always find this group to be an interesting bunch. I of course am an avid supporter of women escaping those who thrive on their fear and subjugation but I also don't completely identify with this group of folk. It comes down to the chicken or the egg arguement. I have worked in substance abuse and mental health for years and have dealt with my fair share of trauamatized women. I just don't always agree that the dv that women experience always causes the other two as opposed to sometimes the DV being the result of the other two. This is a source of continual comflict with my colleagues and causes us to view the plight of our clients differently. Hopefully we can learn to agree to disagree and work collectivley to offer our women the help they need. I'll keep you posted.
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