When my Son was 8 years old he called the police on me and my son was taken away on the precept of abandonment. I was younger then, and very naive on the current laws at the time, but my Son had already had defiant and deviant behavior when he was young but he was very bright and cunning. I was a single Mother who had been married three times and with each succession of these marriages I was beaten from house to house by my husbands. My children, of course are still upset about my decisions and I understand there reasoning, but I have no life now that is normal with my children as they continue to use me as their catalyst for all their problems. When I divorced my last ex husband I put a down payment on my new home, which was trailer and that was all I could afford. I struggled immensely working in a bar and having my sister babysit while living with me to help with the children. Well, a year had past after paying mortgage payment and I used to let my sister use my card as it was easy to have my sister help me, as she did not have a job at the time. Well, she stole my money out of my banking account and left me with no money to pay my mortgage that month and I was not thinking clearly as I was petrified of losing my home. I called my step dad and I told him on what had happened and made an arrangement to pay me back, as at this time my sister was heavily using drugs. We made the appointment to go out and eat so I can get the money to keep a roof over my head and my kids. I explained to my children to not go anywhere, because they had a tendency to go out the window and just leave without saying anything.
I woke up the next day, on the say that was supposed to go and get the money for the house and my younger disobeyed me and took off out the window and left. I was very frantic and scared and my older son and I went to look for him. We knew that we have to meet with my dad so I went to go to the restaurant to get the money.
My son did come home, because I did left the door open and he called me at the restaurant and wanted me to come pick him up right then and there. I explained that I could not, and that I would be bringing something home to eat.
Well, I got the money to pay me rent and when I got home the police were there and they arrested me for abandonment. Child protective Services took away both of my kids and they put a bond on me of 20,000.00
This happened so long time ago that it is not funny to have to realize that my son abandoned me and then called the cops on me.
I no longer had a car anymore as I bonded my car to get out of there, and CPS had me go through re education on how to be a parent and I finally got to see my kids once a week for an hour at best.
I had to ride a bicycle to work every day which was 8 miles there and back and I did this to keep my job.
I finally passed the CPS rules and got my sons back and then my older son moved in with my sister in another trailer since I was still upset with her, and my younger son was with me.
My younger son, who was 8 at the time still have behavioral problems and I reached out to charter palms, and other resources and they refused to help as I did not have enough money, or my younger sons behavior was a problem to them. My son has threatened bus drivers at school when he was young and then he continued threatening to put me in jail.
I then realized that I was knowledgeable enough to or rich enough to meet his standards, as my son had a satiable appetite for things that he wanted. I knew that my son was a brilliant child and was always on the principles desk and I knew my poverty I would never afford to pay to get him in college.
So, I reached out to CPS again and I gave up my Son and now he has a is a Musician and he teaches at school and his college was paid for the state as I had planned.
My relationship with my children has not progressed as we are still stuck in the blaming mode on how horrible I was to them, and now I am not able to see my grandchildren. I made mistakes, my Mother made mistakes and I was not like this toward her or to my step dad or to my read father.
My children are cold and calculating.
I wish I could someday get forgiveness, but my son told me the other day that he even got his birth certificate changed and got me off of his birth certificate. I cried as this pierced my heart with grief but, my son crackled with laughter over the phone and was amused to hear my cry and grovel to see my grandson and to try to pleas. My son says he never thinks about me and he has totally pushed me aside. All I do is cry and cry.
Well, his college was paid for, but it came with a big price.
