The finish line is in sight

Galloping over each hurdle

Saturday is the Grand National. My Dad loved horse racing and I’ve always had a bet. Now I do more so for my Dad.

Driving back from my school run this morning I starting thinking about the race.

I facilitate a WhatsApp group of 7 Non Offending Partners. Most of us, our partners are still in prison.

We each hope to reunite our families one day. Yet each one of us is like a horse in the national, galloping along jumping over each hurdle. Hoping that we are getting closer to the finish line but not quite knowing as we cannot see it.

Almost every day one of us will have a wobble and the rest of us will say, ‘you will get there. Never give up on your end goal.’

This week we have all been given the hope we so desperately craved.

One of our very own Non Offending Partners / Warrior women, is there.

After over four and a half years of battling social care, her family are finally being reunited.

Her partner has done a great deal of work in understanding his addiction / offending. She has done copious amounts of work to understand herself. Social care have put them through rigorous assessments and courses, which have finally proved what she knew all along, that her husband is NOT a risk to their children and can come home.

Yesterday was a very happy day for us all. It gave us hope. It reinforced our belief that we too, one day will get there too.

Now we can all see the finish line. We know it’s possible.

The end is in sight

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  1. Sue's avatar Sue says:

    what a lovely positive blog, we also will be having a bet on the grand national because it was what my dad did with us as children we got to choose a horse and cheer it on, happy childhood memories x

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    1. Definitely. My dad done a bet every Saturday and more after retirement. He loved the national as it was the one day he could call us all and ask what horses we’ve done 😂 xx

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