When can I see them again?My son was 2 1/2 years old in June of 2000. My daughter was 5.On July 4, 2000, I looked in every face on the Malls of the Nations Capitol. I saw the fire in their eyes ten thousand times before the fireworks began. And I stayed in that City on the day that America froze in fear at the events of 9/11. That day and night, my heart burned with a promise and a wish to help them live in a good world. I've missed five birthdays, three Christmases, Easters and Thanksgivings. I've missed my daughter's confirmation and the teeth that she's lost. I've missed their faces every morning and every night and my heart is truly broken that one person obstructs that wish.
In a counfounding tragedy, our kids missed the funeral of their cousin, Fred, who was 17 when he was shot in a stupid act of violence by his next door neighbor
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The restraining order lifts on January 3, 2004. If I get to see them on that day, it will be a Saturday. It will have been 1,282 days since they were taken away. Three and a half years with their father, forcefully, unconscionably removed from their lives.
It is a shame that our judicial system can allow something like this. It is a shame that someone would feel the need to hurt her husband and her children like this. Sometimes, I get angry, but mostly, I'm frustrated. And the only way to make it to that day is to let all the bad feelings go. I find myself embracing forgiveness as the cleanser of my soul. The alternative is to be consumed by the lunacy of it all, and that would eat away at my spirit like a cancer.
I am hoping for a resolution that will bring peace to the madness that has destroyed our family.
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