I got word this week that our grandson will be going back to his fathers house by Christmas. I knew that he would at some point but had no idea that it would be so soon. I know that after he goes back to his fathers, that they will never allow us access to him again. They are so angry with the CPS involvement and requirements and that he is in therapy and has been diagnosis'd with ADHD and is on medication. They blame me for this. As if I control everything in this world. I think not. On one hand, he does need his father. On another hand, I know that we have given him such love, structure and security and shown him how to live in a clean, respectful, productive, loving home. I so worry about his future. My stomach just seizes up when I think about where he will go and what will become of him. But, I know it has to and will happen. Why oh why does life have to be so hard sometimes?!