Friday, 8 November 2013

this is accurate xx


And then...


So much as happened over time I find it hard to keep up with events. Caragh was fast approaching 14 and was becoming a lost soul. I was finding it increasingly hard to understand her mind; she needed friends at any cost yet school seemed to be horrendous for her, almost a living nightmare. I would get a call from the school saying Caragh had not turned up for school, but she was there just hiding as far away from everyone as she could. School was too hard to face so she was using coping mechanisms, albeit not very conventional.

About the same time Shannon was starting senior school, her dyslexia was sever and I knew she would need a lot of help to progress. The sad thing for both of my daughters was, they were both very bright and talented for Caragh she seemed disadvantaged socially for Shannon she was extremely shy used little eye contact, and had the dyslexia to boot.