Little did I know that it would not only change my life for the next year or so, but it is looking like it will be changed forever.
A little 18 mo. old girl and I set out on a very scary and hard road that neither of us had signed up for. Along the way we went through everything any foster family could. We had other kids come and go...her bio family members come and go...and our little family of four was the only thing that didn't change.
As we traveled this crazy road I documented just about all of it here on this blog. I didn't take notes on paper, I jotted down thoughts and events to share with you all.
And then people started talking about termination.
And our social worker kept changing.
And no one that was allowed to write the Petition for Termination had any real notes to go by. 15 months of this child's journey through foster care was only documented by lost court papers and a few notes in a file.
So, I started from the beginning and weeded through my blog to create a time line of what had gone on in this case, from Bio Mom spending 30 days in jail when Lizzy first came here to the current services that her Legal Dad was being offered but refused to use.
I made copies and gave them to each new social worker...each one asked one of two questions:
"Did you used to be a social worker?"
"Have you ever thought of becoming a social worker?"
to which I always answered no.
Then, SEVERAL months later, I sat in a court room and listened to all my notes being read in a court room where a woman in a black robe would decide how much more torture to put Lizy through.
The social worker who wrote the petition for termination had done a good job and I heard many of my own words rolling off the page.
For MONTHS I had felt like nothing I had to say matter...and then suddenly it was all that mattered.
And then she said the word:
And all 18 months of our journey, the good and the bad, was worth it.
I say all of this to tell you, some how, some way, document it all. The dates, the visits, the random issues (like fleas on your child!) - all of it.
It may not matter in the end, but one time it just might.