So as I re-read my blog entry from last night and notice the part that still holds resonance in my body; it is not the part about the officer asking Jessica her story over and over again, giving her the opportunity to change it.
The part that is striking me is that I sat there "biting my tongue" while allowing this "authority figure" to sit in my house at my kitchen table and engage in this dance with my 11 yr old.
Very interesting. I will definately have to sit with this insight for a bit.
It's never about what you think its about. And there is always more...
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