difficult child came downstairs last night after her shower, and I was just sitting on the sofa. I had been crying earlier over everything that is going on, but had finished and was just talking to easy child daughter. difficult child walked into the room, looked at me and said "what is wrong you look so sad?" I told her the truth, that I am sad and concerned about her. She came over and said she thought I needed a hug. This was HUGE!! She rarely wants to have physical contact with anyone. It gave me hope that my happy girl is still in there buried beneath everything. This morning is not going well, but I am holding on to that little bit with all my might.