I never imagined that I would find or rather make time to sew a bag for E in my first official homeschooling week.
Not knowing what to do, and not knowing how to react, I did what felt most natural, I recentered, and I created.
It felt good.
But what felt best was seeing X eventually get off the couch, and want to use the sewing machine for his own purpose, like he always does (thank god, something normal!)
I saw a dim light in his eyes, and I knew that I couldn’t afford to push in any way, so I just left him to explore, maybe a bit more then usual the machine.
He was happy, and obviously felt good about himself, but kept asking me if what he did was good/nice/ok…which reminded me that his self esteem really needs a boost, and that I shouldn’t forget that in my plan.
I finished my project later that night, while he was well away on something else. He had no desire to keep going like he normally did, but at least, I saw that light, even briefly, the one I want to make shine again. It is still there, it is a good sign.
And E woke up to a brand new bag, he is thrilled!