Today, a gray, rainy day, things look brighter.

Simon played with the neighbor boy again and all was, well, not calm, but not violent. (They screech and stim out together, and watching them would probably alarm most parents.) I’m still hopeful they can be good friends.

And Clare’s friend wants to come back.

The other problems are still there, but what’s most important is that my kids aren’t too scarred by what’s going on.

I thought about taking yesterday’s post down, but I’m not gonna. There are days when I feel like that, and I’m not ashamed of it.