The Fourth Thing That Doesn't Work

Hiding Out

Limiting the social events that give rise to comparisons. The hardest by far was going to my son's high school plays. The tribe of Winsor girls, my daughter's age, carelessly confident and blazing with potential, relentlessly moving amongst the front rows with the bedazzeled RL boys in tow - oceans and nations apart from their parents. My husband and I bookending Isabel - angry and sullen at their behavior. We were oceans and nations apart as we protected Isabel - a sad responsibility. The rest of the evening I would be filled with anger about the Winsor girl that my daugher would never be. Better not to go.

The message to Isabel must have been being social makes my family tense so it must be dangerous.

Michael moving to Harvard has healed me.