Our consultant/friend RC is here from California. That has helped tremendously. He's wise. He's experienced, impartial. He cares about us.
His perspective on what's happening is refreshing and comforting. He doesn't see real problems with people who are leaving. In fact, he doesn't really understand why they've been there and what they've been doing for what we've paid them.
Really?
Trauma seems to make everything impossibly urgent. Maybe its the years of turmoil, the chronic pain, the feeling that peace is elusive. I don't really know how to relax, to believe things can be calm, stable, painfree.
I see RC's skill from the outside. I don't feel how he feels, but I can take steps to believe.
He wants us to succeed. He believes there is much work to do, but it is attainable. I haven't felt hope for a long, long time.
Just one person can make all the difference.
Just one person.
I feel calmer when he's around. He's the real deal. He doesn't need a job. He doesn't need help. He doesn't need coaching. Yeah, he's the real deal, and he thinks we have a great opportunity, still. He still believes, so I will too.