timer lady
Queen of Hearts
It's been a very strange week here ......
Background story ~ kt flew in here last Saturday & has been pretty much homeless since she arrived. Not one of her "friends" would pick her up from the airport so she hitched a ride into town. Got to town & basically had no where to stay so she stayed with the "gentleman" who is 44 & being investigated by the sex crimes unit here in town. Ick.
Wednesday kt shows up at my door burning up with a fever of 101. Tweedle Dee was sicker than a dog & tired of living as a homeless person. She wanted to go back to West VA. I put her to bed & got her fever back to normal with a little TLC. kt & I had some very long talks about life in general and then life as she knows it. I bought her a ticket back to West VA. kt called biomonster, who asked if I would talk to her.
I spoke with the incubator for a good 45 minutes. Listened to her whine about the "bogus charges of abuse". How could I tell kt & wm that they were abused, yada, yada, yada. My reply was to very gently tell her that I didn't tell the tweedles a thing - it was the tweedles behaviors & how they were presenting to the doctors, hospitals, Residential Treatment Center (RTC)'s, etc. After that, the incubator settled down a bit & asked a few very pertinent questions. I answered them however, I didn't volunteer much. She best learn what she got herself into.
At the end of this conversation, I informed biomonster that while I was hurt and angry over how this all went down that I would no longer fight this. It's what my tweedles want and as they're so conflicted already I wouldn't add to their confusion over bio family versus adopted family. I will be here if kt and wm want to talk, but I won't feed their anger nor will I listen to their tirades of abuse and blame. Biomonster asked if she could call if she needed to know something ~ I told her yes (doesn't mean I will pick up
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In the end, I'm at peace with all of this. It's almost frightening how calm I am, and I'm not questioning it. As I listened to biomonster, it hit me just how scared she sounded, how utterly in over her head she is. I felt nothing but sadness over that. In the end, I did the hard work with kt and wm. Steve & I were the ones on our knees every night. We loved them, raised them to the best of our abilities.
After I drop kt off at the airport this morning I'm heading to my favorite nursery to buy mulch & some new flowers for my gardens. As it's late in the season I'm splurging on some annuals & a new picnic table for my patio. I actually started a new painting. I will grieve and I will move forward.
I'm at peace ......
Background story ~ kt flew in here last Saturday & has been pretty much homeless since she arrived. Not one of her "friends" would pick her up from the airport so she hitched a ride into town. Got to town & basically had no where to stay so she stayed with the "gentleman" who is 44 & being investigated by the sex crimes unit here in town. Ick.
Wednesday kt shows up at my door burning up with a fever of 101. Tweedle Dee was sicker than a dog & tired of living as a homeless person. She wanted to go back to West VA. I put her to bed & got her fever back to normal with a little TLC. kt & I had some very long talks about life in general and then life as she knows it. I bought her a ticket back to West VA. kt called biomonster, who asked if I would talk to her.
I spoke with the incubator for a good 45 minutes. Listened to her whine about the "bogus charges of abuse". How could I tell kt & wm that they were abused, yada, yada, yada. My reply was to very gently tell her that I didn't tell the tweedles a thing - it was the tweedles behaviors & how they were presenting to the doctors, hospitals, Residential Treatment Center (RTC)'s, etc. After that, the incubator settled down a bit & asked a few very pertinent questions. I answered them however, I didn't volunteer much. She best learn what she got herself into.
At the end of this conversation, I informed biomonster that while I was hurt and angry over how this all went down that I would no longer fight this. It's what my tweedles want and as they're so conflicted already I wouldn't add to their confusion over bio family versus adopted family. I will be here if kt and wm want to talk, but I won't feed their anger nor will I listen to their tirades of abuse and blame. Biomonster asked if she could call if she needed to know something ~ I told her yes (doesn't mean I will pick up
)In the end, I'm at peace with all of this. It's almost frightening how calm I am, and I'm not questioning it. As I listened to biomonster, it hit me just how scared she sounded, how utterly in over her head she is. I felt nothing but sadness over that. In the end, I did the hard work with kt and wm. Steve & I were the ones on our knees every night. We loved them, raised them to the best of our abilities.
After I drop kt off at the airport this morning I'm heading to my favorite nursery to buy mulch & some new flowers for my gardens. As it's late in the season I'm splurging on some annuals & a new picnic table for my patio. I actually started a new painting. I will grieve and I will move forward.
I'm at peace ......
