And circumstances have eventually always changed for better...
Well, I am being very, very careful not to allow myself to become too positive, but I have had a courteous conversation with Julie, and we have arranged access for tomorrow. I had to do a lot of swallowing of responses to some things she said (such as it being entirely my fault that this had all happened), and I was able to do it, AND get her to agree that my access to Darcy did not in fact have to be with her sitting in my lap.
I am absolutely NOT going to go soft on my clear understanding of what has happened, and how, and by whom. To do this would put me right back into the "All I need to do is be nice enough and it will all be wonderful" state that I lived my life by until very recently. I MUST hold onto the clear memory of what it was like in the period after the conference. I WILL not be twisted back into the compliant little Joe I was for so many years.
But I can be as courteous as I need to be, without trading off any of the strength I have been able to find, with the enormous help of you, my friends, and my sister, Kim, and my counsellor, Pat, and the dear Lord who has carried me so far in this period. I will be courteous, and open to listen to Julie for a while, because there is so much I haven't seen of Darcy's growth. And then I shall be assertive about having the right to some time alone with my son.
And LOTS and LOTS of photos.
As God is my witness, I can feel such a change and growth in myself tonight. Perhaps I can look forward to a time when there is no pain in me, or at least not the agony of the last six weeks. And I have got here with my self-respect intact and strong.
Pray the tomorrow goes well, without the usual dramas. As my granddad used to say "Expect the worst, hope for the best, and you'll get something in between".
I have now finished two more pieces of the Missing Darcy Suite, so I'll post links soon.