Morning.
We survived yesterday’s “on our own” shift. It was a little hairy at times, but that was mostly in the morning when it was just the two of us. The shift really highlighted what BossRPh needs practice with, but also showed how much more I know about the system now than I did two weeks ago. She didn’t seem too impressed with me asking to leave 15 minutes early, but the pharmacy was in good shape at that point and I didn’t feel bad about leaving them.
Came home to find the first Christmas card of the season, from my stepfather’s mom. She’s one of those women who sends cards for almost every holiday. I got a card from her last year, addressed to only me, which was pretty much what’s been the case with every card anyone’s sent to our house since the arrest. While it hurt that everyone cut him out, I understand. Fuck, I wouldn’t have addressed anything to him at this time last year, and I fucking live with him. However, this year, her card was addressed to “The ______ Family”. I saw it and left the card for him to open, and it was the first thing he noticed. Between the address and the “she misses you all”, I’m pretty sure it made his night. For the first time in over a year, he’s felt included in the family.
Baby steps.
