I have little news, but I am writing because I have to do something. I am nervous because my cases are going under review.
Of course I am not expecting anything bad to happen. I honestly feel that I have done well, despite the mistakes that I made earlier in the year. Grace is improving, and I have a solid plan to help her to reconcile further with Con. Harrison is also doing well—Brid is pleased with his progress—and I know that there is more that I can do to help him grow closer to his family. Shannon is busy, but she makes time in her schedule to see Oliver, and there is a real connection forming between them. Pamela and Lee are very happy with one another, and they are beginning to feel in their hearts that this is a relationship that will last. Jonathan is preparing to take up his new position in the coming weeks, and he and Lauren are talking about moving in together. As for Mary, she has a full summer planned, including a weekend trip with her friends to celebrate Natalie’s graduation and many dates with Jordan. And I am delighted to report from Adnar’el, who returned yesterday from his sabbath, that Samantha’s self-assurance has improved, and that her parents are more aware, now, of the strain they have placed on her. Adnar’el is very pleased, and has thanked me many times.
Still, even with all this good news, I cannot suppress this restlessness. I have said before that however well we leave a charge, it is still a parting, and I think I will have several to face at once, as I did before. I have every reason to expect that I will be removed from both Mary and Jonathan’s cases, for excellent reason. But I also have a feeling that I will have to say goodbye to Pamela. It would make sense—she is different now, with Lee, easier and happier with herself. I have not ever seen her this content, and it warms my heart. I should be able to face leaving her without worrying, and yet I do worry.
This all is a moot point—I will follow the advice of my seniors. I will simply have to trust that they will know if she is strong enough to go on without me.
I only wonder if I am strong enough to leave her behind.