One Day At a Time
I live one day at a time, I write one day at a time and we can only hope for progress one day at a time. Baby steps, but everything has to start somewhere...
This journey, this blog's journey, has started with 4Kids4Families prolonging my DFPS case. Intentionally or not? Debatable. But definitely cruel and heartless practice. I complained, I cried, I tried to reach out to their souls and it got me to rejection after rejection to the change of their main goal to adoption of my youngest daughter for "non-compliance" with whatever it is their "compliance" means.
My heart was breaking in pieces, I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs, but... I chose to move to this country and my child is not at war. I chose to live in civilization and not in the woods. My husband and I chose to marry each other with all the baggage that comes with all the surrounding relationships of our lives and now we are forced to choose between our older children and our youngest child.
I have learned that those that are closest to you can hurt you the most because you don't see it coming.
Seeing the positive and seeing the possibility of the light at the end of this tunnel keeps me going one day at a time. I am not trying to make unrealistic goals here. I will do this one day at a time for as long as needed to get the attention of that One person who can make DFPS reform happen. I write, you read, someone talks, someone hears, and someone out there is waiting to hear this, waiting to help and wanting to make this wrong right.
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