So we had a hearing last week for Frankie, supposedly to get a status of how things are going. The hope, at least on my part, was that the parents would sign off for the foster parents to adopt little Frankie. He is doing so well with this family I would hate the thought of him having to leave. Of course, he wouldn’t be leaving any time soon because the parents haven’t done anything in an effort to get him back. Anyway, both parents showed up for the hearing, even though no one has been able to get in touch with them in months. Mom showed up with her new boyfriend. They claim that Mom, Dad and boyfriend are all living together. I’m not sure that is true. Dad ended up signing off on the adoption but Mom had more questions she needed answered before she would sign. Questions like “if I give up this baby and I have another can it be taken away from me?” So now everyone is thinking she is pregnant again. That is a scary thought! Because she had more questions and her attorney wasn’t present for the hearing they had to schedule another one for a month out. I guess maybe in a month we’ll be able to see if she is pregnant or not! Fingers crossed that she is NOT and that she will sign for the adoption to move forward and Frankie’s life will no longer be in limbo!
I read the post below on another’s blog. It has a wonderful message to those who have been abused…………….
One of the most difficult lessons in acceptance lies in the fact that we encounter situations that may not have been our fault (like a car crash) but which have consequences that require us to do p…
Source: Doing the Work of Healing
I want to share a poem with you all that I read a while back on another’s blog. I’m sure some of you will not like it. Anyone who has been in my position, they will get it. They will understand. After I read it the first time all I could say was “Wow!” Continue reading “This Little Light”
When friends asked me to skip half a day of school with them I knew I shouldn’t but I wanted so much to feel like any other 15 year old girl. After much discussion I finally allowed myself to be talked into it. So off we go, myself, 2 other girls and 2 boys. Our first stop was at a little convenience store in East Jena. Everyone starts bailing out of the truck and I say I’ll wait there. They all poked fun when I said I was afraid someone would recognize me but I knew it was best not to take the chance of being seen out. I sat in the truck waiting for them to return when another truck pulled up to the store. I tried to keep my head down but couldn’t resist looking up to see who it might be. Well, it turned out to be a man that worked with Bobby. He had seen me too. I knew right then I was in big trouble. All I could do was pray that he wouldn’t tell. Continue reading “The Day I Skipped School”
Came across this song yesterday and it hit a chord with me.