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Today we drop son off for his six week experience prepping for college. I am excited for him to have this opportunity to test his wings on university living.
The grands are slowly settling in and their bickering has slowed a bit with reminders to be peaceable and discuss things rather than escalate from 0-10 in a nano second over trivial stuff.
The future is yet to be written as to where they will stay, I have been reminded by the social worker that I am for now a “temporary resource parent” and that the goal is family reunification. We are in limbo, and I am praying that God will soften the hearts of those responsible for my grands fate. I can’t help but think “been there, done that” because years ago when we took care of them, the goal was the same, we went through family counseling, their parents went through parenting classes, anger management, substance abuse, etc., etc. Here we are 11 years later, parents missing from the picture for over two years and deeper into drugs, and they are still talking reunification.
I can’t recall how many times I have called CPS since they were “reunified” with their parents so many years ago and dragged through the hell of their parents violent, addictive lifestyle. I wish I had documented more, because here we are with now CWS, considering placing them back with their parents “if they can straighten out”. It seems that the power of attorney that father filled out is valid, as the worker has alluded, even after one worker told me they are not a legal document. “Their father has signed something, and your daughter is missing, right?” There is this vagueness and spotty information as I speak with different workers. I suppose they have to dot their “i’s” and cross their “t’s”. In making my grands follow up appointment with the surgeon who did his appendectomy the secretary questioned if I was their legal guardian. CWS gave me a form for all three, but it is still not signed, so I don’t know how that will go? The worker was supposed to come over and check on them, but cancelled at the last minute. In our initial conversation, he chose a date and I explained I was going for my physical (that they required) and he said I could leave the kids home so he would be able to interview them. What? Was that a test? What person would leave three kids in the hands of a complete stranger, I don’t care what agency you are with? That was going through my head as I calmly said “no, I don’t leave the kids home alone.”
Sigh.
In the meantime, I cannot enroll these kids in school, can’t get doctors and dentist appointments or counseling. I have sat down with them and explained the situation and they don’t have much reaction. I told them that we were going to keep rearranging the house and pray for the best outcome.
Limbo.
It’s awful.
I am trying to remain calm, but I have to be honest that my gut is churning. I am supposed to go to a family conference and face the other grandmother and her daughter (I don’t know her that well). I am bringing Hoku with me. They are supposedly bringing the kids Dad, but last text was that they can’t get in touch with him and won’t hold the meeting without him.
Sigh.
I shall have to do my best to keep it together and rely on God.
These poor kids have been shuffled around enough. The focus should be on them, what they have lived through, not on their parents rights. The parents left them for drugs. When they had them, used them as cash cows for EBT, sold the food for drug money.
I am hoping to get in touch with my daughter but she has gone off grid due to her bench warrant. Police have been in the neighborhood looking for her. I don’t think she will be coming to sign anything.
Well, it is what it is. The best I can do, is to keep documenting this journey and keep focus on taking care of myself and my grands. Time will only tell what the next steps are.
Any of you following along with grands in a similar situation, keep a journal with dates! I wish I had. It is hard to think straight in the midst of drama and chaos, write everything down. Years down the road, it is difficult to recall incidents and timeframes.
Take care all, and if it be your way, please say a prayer for us.
(((Hugs)))
New Leaf
The grands are slowly settling in and their bickering has slowed a bit with reminders to be peaceable and discuss things rather than escalate from 0-10 in a nano second over trivial stuff.
The future is yet to be written as to where they will stay, I have been reminded by the social worker that I am for now a “temporary resource parent” and that the goal is family reunification. We are in limbo, and I am praying that God will soften the hearts of those responsible for my grands fate. I can’t help but think “been there, done that” because years ago when we took care of them, the goal was the same, we went through family counseling, their parents went through parenting classes, anger management, substance abuse, etc., etc. Here we are 11 years later, parents missing from the picture for over two years and deeper into drugs, and they are still talking reunification.
I can’t recall how many times I have called CPS since they were “reunified” with their parents so many years ago and dragged through the hell of their parents violent, addictive lifestyle. I wish I had documented more, because here we are with now CWS, considering placing them back with their parents “if they can straighten out”. It seems that the power of attorney that father filled out is valid, as the worker has alluded, even after one worker told me they are not a legal document. “Their father has signed something, and your daughter is missing, right?” There is this vagueness and spotty information as I speak with different workers. I suppose they have to dot their “i’s” and cross their “t’s”. In making my grands follow up appointment with the surgeon who did his appendectomy the secretary questioned if I was their legal guardian. CWS gave me a form for all three, but it is still not signed, so I don’t know how that will go? The worker was supposed to come over and check on them, but cancelled at the last minute. In our initial conversation, he chose a date and I explained I was going for my physical (that they required) and he said I could leave the kids home so he would be able to interview them. What? Was that a test? What person would leave three kids in the hands of a complete stranger, I don’t care what agency you are with? That was going through my head as I calmly said “no, I don’t leave the kids home alone.”
Sigh.
In the meantime, I cannot enroll these kids in school, can’t get doctors and dentist appointments or counseling. I have sat down with them and explained the situation and they don’t have much reaction. I told them that we were going to keep rearranging the house and pray for the best outcome.
Limbo.
It’s awful.
I am trying to remain calm, but I have to be honest that my gut is churning. I am supposed to go to a family conference and face the other grandmother and her daughter (I don’t know her that well). I am bringing Hoku with me. They are supposedly bringing the kids Dad, but last text was that they can’t get in touch with him and won’t hold the meeting without him.
Sigh.
I shall have to do my best to keep it together and rely on God.
These poor kids have been shuffled around enough. The focus should be on them, what they have lived through, not on their parents rights. The parents left them for drugs. When they had them, used them as cash cows for EBT, sold the food for drug money.
I am hoping to get in touch with my daughter but she has gone off grid due to her bench warrant. Police have been in the neighborhood looking for her. I don’t think she will be coming to sign anything.
Well, it is what it is. The best I can do, is to keep documenting this journey and keep focus on taking care of myself and my grands. Time will only tell what the next steps are.
Any of you following along with grands in a similar situation, keep a journal with dates! I wish I had. It is hard to think straight in the midst of drama and chaos, write everything down. Years down the road, it is difficult to recall incidents and timeframes.
Take care all, and if it be your way, please say a prayer for us.
(((Hugs)))
New Leaf