We have termination.
The family members that showed up for the hearing this morning were supposed to testify after the break, but they never came back. Their lawyer didn't even come back.
We have TPR. We have it, we have it, we have it.
I feel like I'm not getting enough oxygen to my brain. I've never inhaled airplane glue (well, with the purpose to get high, I mean), but I bet this is about what that feels like. Oh, I know, this feels like the time I had to use the really nasty Kilz primer to put 3 coats of primer over the wallpaper in my parents' laundry room and I almost fell off the ladder, I was so dizzy. Yup, that's about it.
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Yay! Yay, Yay, Yay, Yay! Is your heart fluttering yet?
(Hey, there's nothing wrong with recycling a perfectly good happy-for-you comment, right?)
Seriously, I'm so thrilled for your family.
LOL, Margaret.
Heart has stopped, is more like it.
I still can't really believe it.
I'm glad you are out of the anxiety portion! May the Babe get permanency!
What does this mean exactly? What happens from here? Is he yours now? I bet your emotions are all over the place!
I'm very happy for you. I'm sure it must be bittersweet in a way knowing all that this means, but I am so happy he is with you and I am so happy that the TPR was granted. It seems like truly the best thing in this case, and I'm glad this all got done quickly for the sake of everyone.
I am so happy for you. And happy I can stop refreshing over and over now!
Yeah!!!! I am not really familiar with the whole process, but I know Termination of Parental Rights. What's the next step???
Big hugs to Babe!
Laura
Thank the Lord. Congratulations!
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