day one

It has been many years since I saw the fear I saw in my girl as she was preparing for day one as a hospital volunteer.  It was clear she did not want me to talk to her, or even look at her.  She was in complete cope mode.  No stimulus, just get through it.  When I picked her up, I saw a happy and very successful girl.

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