Small win today
so yesterday was Emma’s 13th birthday and for the first time in 3 years she actually answered when I called. we talked for maybe 8 minutes? She told me about her new art teacher and how she’s learning watercolors. I didn’t push about seeing her or mention anything about her mum or the situation, just listened.
At the end she said “thanks for calling dad” and I nearly lost it right there on the phone.
It’s not much I know. We’re still doing supervised visits through the family center and that’s… well it’s something. But hearing her voice without that flat tone she’s had for so long. Like a little bit of my Emma came back.
I keep thinking about what that book said about patience and not pushing and I think maybe it’s working? Slowly. Very slowly. But today I actually have some hope again and that feels strange after everything