My dear friends,
We are making progress!! Ok, so this is definitely a big breakthrough. As I told you before, my daughter a few months ago, could not differentiate between past and present, she had no sense of time. About a month ago, I think, she started to understand the words "yesterday" and "tomorrow"... So taking that into consideration...
She was going the other morning through a crisis, getting really scared of the men who would come and take her (sirens are always a big trigger) and to be honest, I was tired. "Is this ever going to be over?", I thought. So I grabbed a big sheet of paper and crayons and divided into two sections. "We are going to paint," I told her. On one section with a black crayon I started drawing her past life, as a grown adolescent, inside her house with her grandma and brother. And I drew some policemen with helmets and guns who were coming to knock on the door. She was agreeing with me the whole time. Then, I drew her new life, in many colors, her new family, her cat, her cousin, her aunt and uncle, her new grandma. "Ok, I said. See? This is you now, sweetie, with this new family. That over there, that is the other [name]. This in color is the new [name], and no one is coming to take you here. There are no bad policemen here to take you." And I asked her to help me scratch the policemen with the black crayon... She seemed to really enjoy that... I certainly did. I ended up tearing up that side of the paper, for myself mostly, I think...
Anywho, a couple days ago she wanted to share something with me about her past life and she said, "Mom, the man hurt the other [name], he hit her leg. He hit her." YES!!!
Also, we recently saw my cousins who have the van and gave us a ride home. Last time, when we got in the van with everyone she went into hysterics, apparently because it reminded her of when they went to take everyone away. This time, it didn't phase her at all. She actually was admiring the van and told my cousin, "Wow! You have a big, nice truck!!" And was listening to the music on the loudspeaker, dancing.
So yes, there IS hope. I wouldn't love anything more than she grows into a happy child and forgets everything else until she is ready to remember, if she ever has to...
love,
sofia