Her twin brother advanced to 4th.
It broke my heart that there was no accounting for all the ways she excelled that couldn't be reflected in the classroom. Her creativity, and horticultural genius. Her exquisitely riotous, free spirit that knit my soul to hers. 
But slowly, her confidence eroded.
The thing about being a mama is, I can only work with the knowledge I have now, the advice of others in the moment, prayer and where I believe I am being led. But eventually I have to make a decision.
It isn't possible to predict every outcome or encounter. I can't protect her from other children or interactions. There is no bubble suit for what happens when a sweet, freckle-faced girl doesn't fit the mold laid out for her.
I did my best. I made the best decision I could, and still had to watch my daughter become damaged by it.
To this day, I don't know how I could have made another decision. I believe that we did the right thing.
A couple of years ago, it became very apparent how all of this had harmed her and I made a commitment to her that we were going to figure out a way for her to graduate with her brother.
At the time I imagined homeschooling her to accomplish it, but I did some research and learned about a program here in Irving that allows students who have been held back to catch up to their original grade level.
We applied months ago, and were supposed to learn about whether she was accepted back in March, but the world went crazy and it was delayed.
We have waited VERY impatiently, and because of our tenaciousness, we got a call today...on the day the decision was made instead of having to wait for a letter...
SHE GOT IN.
I don't know how all of this will shape her life, or mine.
But for now, I'm happy with the twinkle in her eye and the spring in her step. 
God is good!!! That's an amazing opportunity for her, so happy for you all. 💖👰✝️
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