Monday, August 11, 2014

I thought the fights were over

I honestly thought the fights for my children were over. Then I filed for divorce. And I lost my daughter. The first thing they talked about in court was the fact that I had lost Christopher and Jeremy all those years ago. It didn't matter that Jeremy's adoptive mom wrote a letter to the judge telling him what a good mom I am. And that she lets me keep Jeremy any time I want to. And now both Christopher and Jeremy live at home with me. And I haven't seen my daughter in 3 weeks.

They taught her to say that Joshua's dad had molested her, which he would never do that. And then finally she stopped saying it. The investigators determined that it was untrue. And then 3 weeks ago she showed me and told me how her daddy touched her. I called the police. I took her to the hospital. And CPS was called. And because her daddy has primary physical custody he could decide where she went. He decided to let his sister keep her. The same sister that taught her to say that John molested her. And I had to turn her over in front of the case worker. My daughter was crying and screaming. She looked terrified. And they had to pry her out of my arms. She didn't want to let go. That woman is destroying my child. And there is nothing I can do about it. Because as CPS says, "Her dad presents himself well, and is very cooperative. And you have a history of not cooperating. And there have already been allegations of her being molested in your care."

So they have not told me anything. And I have not seen my daughter. And I am dying inside. I don't know where to turn any more. But I will never walk away. I am a damn good mother. And I will continue my fight for motherhood, because that is what I was meant to be. A mother.

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