Freedom a little shakey Such a different Sunday than the winter Not worried about writing lessons Going out and about And reuniting with a kid, young adult, call him William I used to be his part-time care-taker/companion and his mother hired me again I haven’t seen William in over 2 years! We both gained weight I have short hair now but I remember exactly how to hang out with him and he was smiling and happy by the time I left He was like a zombie at first But we did some reading of favorite books, listening to favorite songs, singing together (basically the stuff I do as a teacher, but at home), and helping with Acts of Daily Living. William hates to use his hands for anything. That’s pretty common. He’s very strong and very smart. He barely sleeps. So his mom barely sleeps and stepdad doesn’t sleep as good as he would with his wife so someone else needs to be with William He needs an anchor person He freaks out when not attached to the anchor and when the communication fails or doesn’t succeed Like we don’t know what he wants and neither does he He just knows everything feels terrifying (anxiety) and no one is helping and he’s alone in that. His parents are saints, really. His mom is pretty amazing. It felt great to be working for her again. She’s so smart. Also beautiful. And humble. So I’m probably gonna work for her 25 hours a week or so for the next couple months at least. I don’t even mind wiping William’s butt, and usually I get weird about stinky situations and nudity. But William is like a male version of me in some ways that’s hard to explain. We actually do look alike. We both have small, gap teeth in our smile.
Then all I need to do is get another PT job that ideally I could do from home. Some type of gig work. Or customer service.
I was wanting to try being a baker in the bakery, and applied 3 times,
even went there (bomb ass bread). Wow that sourdough bread is perfect.
But with William we were reading “In the Night Kitchen,” where Mickey floats away toward the moon and brings the milk to the bakers for the morning cake,
and I realized “Awake all night… the bakers life… I can’t work past midnight, facts. They probably also pay less than 20/hour. It probably won’t work out.
I think it’s okay to only have a 1-2 month plan right now. I love hanging out with William, and it’s easy most of the time. I definitely got frustrated with him before, but his parents are always around, and I can get them, and we can all feel frustrated together.
I also went to see this Palestinian American activist named Naora, actually I forgot her name, but she was off the charts amazing It was so inspiring and real It was an the university I got lucky with parking.