Strangely hopeful

I've had a draft post sitting here for a week ... to do with Willow and school and her current issues (namely, her poor social skills and her inability to make and sustain friendships and engage in any peer play). It breaks my heart to think about it and there have been so many times when I've wished that Willow and I could run away to a place where none of this mattered, somewhere where it wasn't so hard, where Willow's teacher didn't pull me aside every single day to tell me yet another thing that she was struggling with....

BUT
BUT
BUT

Just as I began to feel like I was destined to start each day running from Willow's classroom with hot tears streaming down my face (rushing to hide in my car), I found hope... because Willow's school has found some funding for her and while initially (based on all the evaluations and reports) it didn't look like she would get any additional support from Catholic Education, after the relevant person came and observed Willow in her classroom she agreed that Willow NEEDS support and she has pledged to find a way to get it (it will be tricky because Willow doesn't fit into any particular qualifying category). So the school cares about her and they are getting to know her and I'm feeling strangely calm and hopeful, even optimistic. I think it is going to be okay... at least for now (and that is all I ever ask for).