This Mother-Daughter time has helped me on my journey to a place of healing and acceptance (as have your thoughtful comments and emails following my last post). It's made me realize that it's not her deafness that's bothering me (or technically her half-deafness, since she can still hear perfectly with her left ear), it's the fact that her tumour had an impact on her life at all. Pilocytic astrocytoma was beyond my nursing abilities. My special Mommy-powers couldn't make it go away. I couldn't kiss it and make it better.
At some point, all parents come to the realization that there are
So, yeah... healing. Émilie's still our sweet girl. She's happy and imaginative and creative and funny and independent, just as she always was. It'll be OK.
In the meantime, I'm busting a move on my current socks in progress, I've already got the yarn picked out for my next project, and I'm playing with fabric a LOT, which usually means a sewing project will manifest itself in the next few days.
Happy Knitting, Everyone!