Oh my Myranda. 5th grade started with a smile and then came to a screetching halt of misery. Old school teachers who don't budge and a young lady who just wants to be listened to. I have learned that the more we listen to what she has to say the more she feels understood and has less anxiety. What a gift for all of us. She has begun basketball and is enjoying her height for once in her life. It is always a blessing to see her smile and reach out to those who are struggling. For a little girl with such anger issues she has the biggest heart for those who are hurting. Praying for the rest of the year to go quickly and for Chuck and I to have the wisdom and strength to support her through it.
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