To make a really really long story short, my daughter has been in a custody battle. I thought it would be a hand down in her favor type of thing. But no so. Apparently her mental status as a bipolar person outweighs his criminal background that goes back to his teens. So she is allowed to see the little fellow 1st, 3rd and 5th weekends of the month. The catch is that the little man has to be in our custody.
I have been taking loads of pictures of the little man. Taking him to the playground. Also my husband and I did two road trips to see the bluebonnets and other wildflowers. Absolutely the best flowers in a couple of years. Guess all the spring rain we got helped.
I have been writing and rewriting and writing. I have now finished the prologue and chapter 1. I can finally put them to rest. I have done some research, wrote parts of next sections and read.
I finished my caregiver job. Their son came home from state jail. I find his skin on his arms looks like melted wax with holes in it. He has spent 3/4ths of his adult life addicted to cocaine and heroin. I did not know that stabbing yourself so many times to inject drugs would do that to your skin. Weird. Well, they wanted their son (who can blame them) to take care of them so I left. I hope he can stay clean but the odds are against him but I also hope that he is able mentally to take care of them.
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