Ray Of Sunshine

You know...sometimes, when things are dark and bleak, it's easy to surrender to the idea that things will always be dark and bleak.

But if you're lucky, a ray of sunshine will break through the darkness to lighten your soul.

Pffft. What drivel, right?

Not really.

You know I struggle with the idea of a divine being.

But yesterday, someone or something put an amazing woman in our path.

She was our ray of sunshine folks.

She was a very expensive ray of sunshine, but a ray of sunshine nonetheless. This woman was a Powerhouse. A Dynamo. A Force of friggen Nature. And she accomplished in two hours, what I could not accomplish in two weeks.

Our problems are solved. Just like that.

After all the worry. All the lost sleep.

After all the...
WhatthehellhaveIdoneIveruinedmykidswholelifeIshouldnotbeallowed
tobearanymorechildreneveragain.

And now, with one wave of her platinum plated diamond encrusted lawyerly wand....POOF.

But here's the thing that makes her especially awesome:

She is worried about the bully too. Some of the things that we told her set off alarm bells.

She is a disability attorney specializing in student's rights, so she knows her disorders. She was amazingly knowledgeable about and accomodating of Diminutive One's issues. At one point, she tried to role play with him, but that is just not something he can do. She immediately backed off, recognizing that his issues make that extremely uncomfortable for him.

So she arranged things so that the bully is being referred for psychological testing. Now, his parents don't have to comply with that suggestion. But hopefully they will and he'll get the help he needs.

Because bullies are not happy people. We all know that.

I thought she rocked. I want to be her, in truth. Because at the end of the day, what she has done matters. She changes people's lives. She certainly changed ours.

We're going to be okay.

Diminutive One is going back to school on Monday with the knowledge that he will be safe and protected.

He gets to particpate in Field Day, the Fifth Grade dance, the Fifth grade Luau, the Fifth Grade Walk, Fifth Grade graduation. I was trying to downplay the fact that he would miss those things, but he was heartbroken nonetheless.

He will be allowed to make up the tests he needs. And the Middle School has already been notified that next year, that child is not to be in any of his classes, ever.

Does my ass look smaller? Cause I swear I feel like I lost 100 lbs overnight.

Again, thank you. You've been my sounding board and my cheering section through all of this. You may think that the comments you've left are just more words on a screen, but they're not. They have buoyed and sustained me.

And hey, listen, if you live in Georgia and you've got a bully problem? I got a name and number for you.

She can't work miracles, but I guarantee she can make the sun shine brighter in your world.

Peace Out people. I'm going to go have a very large glass of wine.