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Again, am I the only one who takes this seriously??

Last night, on the phone, their mom casually mentioned “they are trying to TPR us.”

I feigned ignorance, just to see what else she would say, but that was about it.  Just laughing off how they’ll have to move the court date because Dad can’t make it to the first one.

This is crazy.  Maybe that was just how she handles stress.  Maybe she didn’t want me to think she was capable of getting angry.  IT’S OKAY TO GET ANGRY WHEN YOUR CHILDREN ARE ON THE LINE.

 

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New worker, call her Mel, dropped off the kids last week after a visit, and stayed to chat – so technically, that’s her home visit.  (Still better than when the worker stays for the full hour just because she’s required to.  I don’t handle awkward silences well.)

And she just casually threw out that she’ll be filing for TPR next month.

I mean, I know this is her job, and she did just take over this case, but this is a BIG DEAL.  Please treat it as such.

She said the parents will almost definitely appeal, so that is probably why she didn’t act that concerned – this is not going to be done any time soon.

And meanwhile, I’m here with these innocent kiddos.  The kids who ask when they get to go back to their family, who cry for their mom, and who save things to take “home”.

I’m wondering if justice can be found in all this mess.

Big news:  Aaron and Allie’s case was transitioned to the TPR-track.  Near the end of the summer, we’ll have a hearing to either do a voluntary TPR or move to trial.  It seems no one knows for sure what Mom and Dad are going to do.

None of this is a surprise, but to have it actually happening makes me mentally hyperventilate.  I am overwhelmed by how many ways the future could go – kids could go to a relative, but if not, we’ll be asked if we want to adopt (!!!!) and if we don’t, they’ll stay with us but for who knows how long??  It could take years to find an adoptive family??  No matter what, we’re going to be helping them transition to a new forever family.   And right now, they still ask when they get to go home to Mom and Dad.

Yep, definitely overwhelming.

For the time being, we’ve started both of them seeing a counselor.

I’m trying extra hard to stay sensitive to their feelings and thoughts.

And we’re going on a nifty little road trip for a week.  I think it will be fun.  Maybe take my mind off more serious matters.

But somehow, I bet as I watch them enjoying the events in our journey, I’ll be wondering “Is this my future?  Someone else’s?  Where do these kids belong?”