I recently ran across your story in the newspaper. Which got me to searching on the web for more information. Hence, I found you here.
I just wanted to tell you how much strenght you have shown through all this. You are obviously an amazing human being to have been through all you ahve been through and still be able to have hope.
I too was in a some what similar situation a couple of years ago. While my story ended well, it was only a matter of sheer will, incrediable good luck and very loving friends that got me through it. The good part about my story is that I never lost my son. He stayed at a friends house for a week while I got my house in order acoording to CPS. I am by no means a filthy person, but I am a pack rat. The CPS were called because a neighbor thoughts a snake had gotten lose in my yard and was concerned for the safety of my son. The snake never actually go out, he was acutally sold to someone because I wasnt confortable wiht him in my home.
Anyway, they knocked on my door and I let them in. Apparently if your walls arent freshly painted, you have a half a sink load of dished and stacks of books, toys and odds and ins in places, yoru home is filthy. Mind you, the trash was empty, my son was clean, he had clean cloths on, and the bed was made. Floor had been swept the day before and there wasnt a speck of garbage or trash anywhere in my home. But it was unfit for my son, so they took him from me. They were going to put him in foster care until I got my house in 'shape'. But I and a friend begged he stay with her in the neighborhood as to not frighten or scare him. They inspected her home. Found it impecable and let him stay there.
That was years ago, but they still stop by occationally. And it is nerve racking. I cant imagine what all these years has done to your heart and soul. Your children are beautiful and I will be praying for them and you.
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I just wanted to tell you how much strenght you have shown through all this. You are obviously an amazing human being to have been through all you ahve been through and still be able to have hope.
I too was in a some what similar situation a couple of years ago. While my story ended well, it was only a matter of sheer will, incrediable good luck and very loving friends that got me through it. The good part about my story is that I never lost my son. He stayed at a friends house for a week while I got my house in order acoording to CPS. I am by no means a filthy person, but I am a pack rat. The CPS were called because a neighbor thoughts a snake had gotten lose in my yard and was concerned for the safety of my son. The snake never actually go out, he was acutally sold to someone because I wasnt confortable wiht him in my home.
Anyway, they knocked on my door and I let them in. Apparently if your walls arent freshly painted, you have a half a sink load of dished and stacks of books, toys and odds and ins in places, yoru home is filthy. Mind you, the trash was empty, my son was clean, he had clean cloths on, and the bed was made. Floor had been swept the day before and there wasnt a speck of garbage or trash anywhere in my home. But it was unfit for my son, so they took him from me. They were going to put him in foster care until I got my house in 'shape'. But I and a friend begged he stay with her in the neighborhood as to not frighten or scare him. They inspected her home. Found it impecable and let him stay there.
That was years ago, but they still stop by occationally. And it is nerve racking. I cant imagine what all these years has done to your heart and soul. Your children are beautiful and I will be praying for them and you.
Thank you for telling your story.