A friend of mine called me the other day in frustration. Her daughter is going through the special education eligibility process as a preschooler and she and her family are trying to navigate what all this means. What it means right now, what it means for future years in elementary school, what it means long term, and what it means family life looks like. In fact, using the word “frustrated” to describe her feelings does not do them justice. Frustration does not begin to scratch the surface.
A diagnosis brings answers, but it also brings more open questions about the future. At one point she said, “Is this what my future is? Being called into the principal’s office every year? Having teachers tell me they don’t know what to do with my child, that my child is a distraction to the other students in the classroom, that my child overwhelms the teacher?”