A Cry for Justice: Siblings Separated, Unjust Family Court Ruling

Wow I see my situation, this is so not a trend or is it? No justice!

Family Court Injustice

Even a baby knows injustice… the heart breaking separation of my children due to an unjust family court ruling. This happens almost every time the visits with my older children end, and they are returned to a home of alleged abuse and dysfunction…

A shrill, desperate scream tore through the night – causing owls to take flight from their perch, watchful eyes swept across dark skies. A shiver raced through my body. My pulse quickened and with another cry, my heart broke into a thousand pieces that could never be put right. I hold my son, a toddler, in my arms as he screamed for his sister—his chubby hands tore at my neck as he struggled to break away, to run to her bright pink jacket disappearing into the night. “Sissy!” he screamed over and over again.

My son cried and fought as I struggled to carry him back into…

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EMBRACING FAILURE

“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance you must keep moving.” ~Einstein

When I was a little girl, I played a lot of imaginary games and spent a lot of time on my own. I wasn’t particularly popular. Anxious thoughts stopped me from doing a lot of stuff, so I missed out on sleepovers, parties, and scout camps some of the time. I had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up. When people asked me. Sometimes I said I wanted to be a doctor and sometimes a lawyer, but the truth is I had no clue.
It’s next to impossible to see ourselves as others see us, but having a bit of compassion for the fact that every human being on this planet is for the most part doing their best to survive when things are hard and cruel is a good place to start. Adding to that truth can help us.
THUTH
Truth can often contribute to our happiness especially if it’s based off a lie or delusion. Living my life is an every day struggle, full of twists and turns. I missed childhood’s charisma and at some point stalled in my childhood I wanted to escape and to cope I often daydreamed living In an elaborate detailed fantasy imaginary world I created. I was the one that always craved love and attention since I grew up in a very dysfunctional home. And for years I have been untangling the threads of my family’s belief systems and learned behaviors in search of my own truth. The syllables that cling to my soul trying to preserve my long lost innocence. With that continuing truth still Today I work and continue to work on repairing what I can an accepting the rest. ACCEPTANCE