I sent her this... (among other things): ** warning - what you are about to read is not very Christian of me... it's a heartfelt open letter to my sister**
Frankly I'm torn as to how I feel about you traipsing up to LA... I'm here working my ass off all day to pay for everything your kids need... while you are either at home on your ass chatting all day or off playing around with your friend in LA. You keep looking for FREE parenting classes... while I pay $75 every time your three kids go to therapy (every other week or every 3 weeks). You have no problem asking your 'friend' for money to fly you up to LA and for all your expenses once there, but you won't ask for money to go to parenting classes or for the food that you said you so badly needed. Priorities Julie. I know you think you are 'working hard' to get them back... well... what happened to the long term treatment? Have you completely, 100% distanced yourself from all the trash that lives in your neighborhood that your kids used to get into trouble with? If it's so hard because they 'live in your neighborhood' then for goodness sake... MOVE. Sell your house, take the equity and profit and buy something else in a different neighborhood. Did you know that the High School Kayla and Justin were supposed to go to is an F school? Meaning, they don't teach shit and they are on probation with the state of Florida for being so horrible. Move somewhere with better schools. Your kids are going to have scholarships for college thanks to Ron... if you want them to have ANY chance in college, they at least need a good high school experience (learning wise, not friends wise). These are things that responsible parents think about. Have you looked to see how your kids schools are rated? Did you keep in contact (via phone, email, or in person) with your kids teachers, guidance counselors and principal? (Not just when they are in trouble)
I'm upset. Upset that you keep thinking I've done you some favor... and I really don't want to think of it that way, because if I did... then I WOULD be pissed off. I've got my hands 100% completely full. Kayla with boys... Kayte with friends... Justin with other things... and of course bills (electric is now up to over $300 a month, water is up to $170, and I just spent $600 at a discount grocery store buying enough food for these growing kids who eat as if they have tapeworms). You writing me from LA thanking me for doing this for you is not really what I want right now.
So... I just got off the phone with Karen (DCF lady). She honestly believes Julie will never get the kids back again. She thinks that even entertaining a conversation in which Julie is discussing what's going to happen when she gets the kids back is fruitless and should be avoided. There is one Doctor she's trying to set up an assessment with, and she's left him no less than 3 messages this past week trying to set up an appointment. But again... the slow-moving wheels of 'the system'. This is the expensive, long and very detailed assessment that will tell the courts once and for all if Julie will or will not be able to parent - ever. The very thought of that makes me want to vomit. Not because of the kids... I've come to realize we will most likely have these kids the rest of their teenage lives. But it will devistate Julie. And... she's my sister, ya know? Karen just kept saying that Julie "Just doesn't get it". Sigh....
So more on the kids being gone away to camp. I've still not called the camp to check on the kids. Everyone keeps telling me not to do it. But I'm dying inside without them... I just want to hear from Jonathan telling me if he's having a good time or not. For what reason I've no idea whatsoever... I fully realize that there's nothing I can do if he's not having a good time. But then again... who goes to camp their first time and doesn't have a good time???? LOL
So - I went to chorus last night (Toast of Tampa) - and finally joined! Funny... like 2 minutes after handing in my check I was given my first job. LOL. But I just love working for them... doing things within the chorus and keeping busy. I'll be entering music using Finale for now... but I'm sure other jobs will come along and I'm excited to get them!
Oh, and about the Church choir. Well... they are auditioning for their praise team, which Chris and I have been wanting to join since we first stepped foot into the church. But I don't know... maybe they don't want us, maybe we're not what they are looking for. Plus... there's the whole auditioning thing. I mean, I auditioned for Toast of Tampa - but live... in front of people... with a microphone... alone????? Oh good Lord. I don't know that I can. Stand with a group of 4 or 6 or whatever and rock the house... yes. But... all alone??? And I have to go and get a soundtrack to sing along with. Alone. Chris really wants to do it. And... I'm ready to be a part of the praise team if that's what the church wants of me... but ready to audition.... alone? Can you tell the all alone part is what's killing me here?? I mean, I don't have a solo voice, I know I don't. I can sing the snot out of barbershop - lift - ring - forward motion - no problem. But a solo... alone.... yeah, I'm having definate fright issues with this. Pray for me... pray that I'll make the right decision on what to do with this one.
More later! Please continue to pray for all of us.
2 comments:
Ha ha ha ha!!!
Don't worry Jason, if you pass out and Tina is singing, you'll have a soft place to land because she would have hit the floor first.
Just kidding honey. Love ya.
My sister and I are ages 20 and 18. I'm 20, she's 18. Bi-polar runs in our family. I've shown very few signs of bi-polar where my sister has full blown bi-polar. Last year, she had 2 children, twins, a boy and a girl. For most of our lives we fought constantly because she's a kronic liar and she's always messing up. She lost her virginity when she was 12, started smoking when she was 11, and started drinking only God knows when. Our parents weren't the best role models because they had us before they were ready to be adults.
I'm worried that my sisters children will grow up and be just like her if they don't get taken away from her. I hate it. And I hate her. We got in a fight a couple days ago because I guess I'm always talking about how good my relationship with my husband is. I don't try to sound that way. But she was calling me everyday telling me about how much she was fighting with her boyfriend. I thought she was trying to reach out for some advice. I thought wrong. She turned everything around on me, just like she has done many times in the past. She sent me many mean emails. She's just stupid. And now she says I can't see the kids again. They're not mine, but I still love them and worry about them.
I know on some level where you are coming from with this stuff going on with your sister.
I'm praying for you and me both.
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