Our home has been the place of residence for two young boys for the last month. Landon and Preston graced our life and gave us a run for our money. However, when CPS came and took them to their aunt's house today, they were only too happy to leave. They never really liked it here, and I can understand that. After all *I* am strong on discipline and made them obey the rules. But when I did, it was waterworks central and cries for "mommie and daddy," who neglected them and took drugs and Daddy who intimidated the boys, the mother, the CPS case worker, and the wonderful people from safe harbor.
Two weeks ago, we were given a baby girl, who's mother is a druggie, and at the time, nobody knew who the father was. After court today, we found out that we get to keep her until November 22nd (Irony huh? Giving the baby we've been taking care of back to her druggie mother and stable dad on Thanksgiving.)
I guess I'm always going to ask why stupid, drug using parents with low IQ and maturity issues get to have children to mess up, when stable, mature people can't have children to love.
At this point, I'm just numb inside and just want to rest. I wonder how much more I can take of my heart being battered, before I just give up?
Monday, October 25, 2010
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