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Several updates -

My daughter's letters came to an abrupt halt after I wrote and expressed my concerns about her requests for money, etc (see last post)... She called a few days ago, and told me she was now a trustee and is keeping busy doing laundry, cleaning, etc... again, I don't know much about County Jails, but she seemed happy. She said my latest letter really got to her... yesterday I got another letter reiterating what she told me, and it was a much easier letter to digest than those she has sent before... She seems to be thinking about things as she should - admits she is ashamed of how she has been and what she has done - that when on Heroin she just didn't care... Hope this thought process and communication continues.

The babe is doing fine - the visits with his other grandparents have resumed - I miss him and worry about him when he is not here. Since he goes to a day care when he is with them, he often comes back with colds and such... It just seems unfair to him, but, what can I do? He is getting older and there is more and more of an adjustment needed when he comes home. He will be 7 Months old soon. I do have a short video of him laughing that I'll post when I can figure out how - he thinks it's hilarious when someone sneezes - and can play peek-a-boo for HOURS - lol

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Greetings... sigh

Well, Husband and I went shopping for Valentine's day cards and candy for the kids and grandkids - the only one I had trouble finding a card for was my addicted daughter, who is now in jail...

We joked about the need for greeting cards for inmates - and of course later when I googled it, there it is - www.threesquaresgreetings.com... this picture is from one, under the "tough love" category. There was another that I related to:

No More Promises -

"Outside Message: No More Promises...
Inside Message: When you called recently, I wasn’t very sympathetic. I guess I’ve heard your promises to change too many times. Please - stop promising to change and just do it."
Yep.

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Wings of An Angel ~ A lucid interlude

So much of my time these days is consumed with work... and so much each day gets left undone...

And then precious "extra time" is often spent zoning, blogging about my daughter, thinking, thinking...

So much time that an addicted child consumes, even when all precautions are taken.

I wanted to take this brief space and time to say thank you to my husband - He understands the unfathomable, always takes time to listen, and keeps me and this home running so smoothly.... And you should see him soothing a baby, mediating disputes with the young adults in the house and helping with last minute high school projects - often within minutes of coming home from a long commute from his hectic and stressful fast paced office. In this way, my life is so fair.

Thank your support team, whomever they are ...

Safe Behind bars

I was struck by the parallel life parents and child are living...

When needed, all are safely behind bars...

Totally dependent on their caretakers...

I will say, this little guy is right on track - sitting up on his own! Belly laughing at the cat and silly faces, moving forward on all fronts, in a positive direction... and, spends very little time in his crib :-) 6 months old!

And now my daughter is writing me 3-4 times a week, and each letter seems clearer.

Hope springs eternal

Definition of "Insanity?"

Well - you know the last Blog - Daughter arrested 1/7 - got out on 1/13 - ANOTHER PR Bond... amazing. Apparently the public defender did advise her, but of course I only have my daughter's version to go by... Judge released her on PR bond with condition that she return for a drug test tomorrow...

Geez - Guess what? Last night, I get a call... She was arrested AGAIN, this time "boyfriend" was arrested, too. Same thing, different store, different county... additional charge of "tampering with ID", whatever that means. She says they made a mistake, of course.

I don't think it's going to be a revolving door this time... but, who knows

Incognito

Not really - I just thought this was a fun picture... He's an adorable baby - so happy and sweet and blissfully unaware of any drama concerning him. Thankfully.

And, there really has been little drama, except the normal craziness of raising a 6 month old while also trying to work, etc... My husband and I both started new jobs in August, shortly after bringing Baby home. Last month we both got big validations - I was promoted to supervisor, and Husband got a HUGE bonus. It is so ironic that we have accomplished these things despite a custody case and a new babe in the house - makes us just a little unsympathetic to the complete apathy of this precious babe's parents, you know?

I got several cryptic phone calls this weekend - My daughter is back in jail. She was apparently arrested on the 7th for shoplifting - from the brief 60 sec "freebie" conversation I had with her Saturday, "boyfriend" was supposed to be "getting her out" - I guess she only called me because that hasn't happened yet. BIG Surprise.

There is apparently a service where I can put money on an account so that she can call me collect - I did it once, a loooong time ago - apparently that has been depleted on her other jail visits - and I'm not doing it again. $50 minimum. It is quite amazing how creative and resourceful she can be - she has a system where she calls me collect, and instead of saying her name, she says "Call "boyfriend" and tell him where I am", or something like that...

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On This Night, Christmas Eve

One Christmas, years ago when my youngest daughter was 4 and my two oldest children were in Jr High and High school, it was the end of a very rough year... but I still wanted Christmas to be special, so I loaded up all of the presents I had bought, hid them under a blanket, and the kids and I drove to my sister's house in San Antonio...

That Christmas Eve I was soooo tired and not much in the spirit of Christmas, but of course my littlest one was very excited about Santa's coming visit... ANYWAY - it was getting late so I took her and her 6 year old cousin to bed and read them stories to help them settle down - it wasn't too hard - they were excited, but of course they HAD to go to sleep so Santa would come... and, the next thing I know... The little one is whispering in my ear "Wake up! Wake up! Santa Came!!"

OMG... I had fallen asleep with the girls - I got up slowly, and stalled the best I could, and was still trying to think of a plausible excuse why "Santa" hadn't actually come yet as we padded down the hallway to the living room...

Well - He DID come... My two older children, knowing how tired I was, had decided to let me sleep. When the coast was clear they had gone out to the car & gotten all of the gifts I had been very careful that NO ONE knew about out of the car - and arranged everything so perfectly around the tree, just like I would have done - had meant to do... even their own unwrapped gifts.

That was the year that Santa Really DID Come...

On this special night, I hope your life is touched in some special way... Somehow, another year has passed, and I am amazed at all of the things that are possible - You just can't ever give up, ever. Keep moving forward...

Merry Christmas to all...