What ever happened to Laughing......

[Between Tears]

Here I am... the storm had lots of moisture to work with, I saw rain, freezing rain, sleet, thunder snow, it was a wild mix to say the least. My power had been knocked out for a few days, and the reason for my disappearance.

Anyway, tomorrow I have the Court Services people coming out to inspect my house to assure that it is good enough for a 16 and a 17 year old child. Sure, it's an old farm house, with lots of character, it's clean, I have furniture, food, and now just awaiting the results from this appointment. This is all for a one night a week over night stay for the kids... one night a week! Dick has residential custody, however, he left them here in two separate houses, with two totally different types of families, in two different towns. He doesn't care about the health or well being of the kids, doesn't care how much he hurts them, as long as he feels he is destroying me.

Both children wrote letters to the Judge, which he and his attorney didn't expect. I know they were read, but it was before the hearing, while the attorneys were in a room before the hearing... Dick's attorney made sure they were not allowed to be added to the information presented to the court. Why? For the same reason the children have not been allowed to see their counselors OR any other type of person or organization who protects children... because, God forbid the truth comes out.

Both the letters were from my children's hearts, pleading with the Judge to allow them to move back with me. Both stated they knew without a doubt that I loved them, my Son's stated that I was the only person in this world who actually knew him, and fully accepted him for who he is. S also went into great detail about his living conditions, who the adults in the house drank every night, had their drinking buddies over, and drank until they were drunk. He also wrote how he was 17 years old, and has yet to feel his Father's love, for he felt the only reason he thought his Father wanted custody of him, was to appear as IF he was a decent man.

Oh, I did find out one thing... In November, when I was forced into an "emergency hearing" without any representation, and Dick was on the stand testifying he read my psychological evaluation, that the fact he was allowed to read my evaluation is against HIPAA regulations. It violated my right to my medical privacy. Yes,I signed HIPAA papers, however, it was only for the Judge to read, and not every Tom, DICK, and Harry to peruse. Dick's attorney is renown for her corrupt and illegal manipulation of the laws... and I'm going to see if there is something I can do about this grotesque violation of my rights. At this point, I don't care about who I get in trouble... I'm tired of this abuse continuing, especially from those who are supposedly here to help me. <~ sounds especially pissy, don't I?

My new attorneys, that's plural, are a Father and Daughter team, have both expressed they feel my rights have been violated all along. Although there isn't a whole lot they can do about the past at this point, they promise not to let it happen again. In fact, the Daughter is coming out with the Court Services people for the inspection tomorrow... she will be here to make sure the truth is told.

So, I'm off to dust and vacuum again today... making sure there isn't a negative thing they can say.

Thanks for being there, when it means the most.