Another Day.... in Muddling Through As Best I Can
- June 18, 2015, 2:31 a.m.
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Just kind of walking through the days right now, trying to get custody straightened out. I still have not been able to see Raina, Bradley’s biologial daughter, as no court ruling has been made yet. It’s driving me to distraction, but I’m staying calm as I can under the circumstances.
On Saturday I found out that Brad’s paycheck had been stolen at the accident scene. He told me in our last conversation, just about 10 minutes before the wreck that he had cashed his check, but no money was found in his wallet. It turned out that his best friend showed up on the scene after I left, found the wallet and stole the money. I was a bit devastated as the friend, Pat, has been in and around my home almost daily for 17 years. It was caught on video by the police cars on scene at the accident. Pat had been living in my home rent and utility free since March. He is now homeless and should be thanking his lucky stars I did not prefer charges.
We were very unsatisfied with our original attorney and so have engaged another, and so far it looks very promising. Pamala has been found to be lying about place of residence, income, her psychiatric history, and several other points. It’s not looking well for her right now. I hate to destroy someone personally, but frankly, I’m going to do whatever it takes to secure my grandaughter and make sure she is in a safe and stable environment. Her remaining son and daughter are slated to testify against her in court, something which I had hoped to avoid for both their sake and hers, but she is pushing the limit and as I said, whatever it takes within the bounds of the law.
We finished up our court ordered visitation with Sienna today. She is with us three and a half days a week, with Pamala the other three and a half.
I made the most of it, taking her to McDonald’s to play on the playground. I had hoped to take her and the grandsons to the zoo, but tropical storm Bill has put the kibosh on that. SO tired of all the rains we’ve had this summer. Flooding has been rampant all over southeast Texas, resulting in several deaths by drowning. Ugh, normally we have drought conditions this time of year. Can’t we have normal weather here once or twice a decade? By the time hurricane season is over it’ll be too hot for the zoo in all likliehood. I know the kids would have a blast, so we may try anyway if it’s not over 100 degrees by then. We shall see. Grandpa John is determined to spend as much quality time with his grandchildren as humanly possible. I live near the 7th largest city in the world, I can find something fun for us to do!
I’m getting by on lots of prayer and fast food right now. Tomorrow I have to contact the district attorney and start working with them on the case against the drunk driver who caused the accident. As of Friday, he has expressed no remorse whatsoever for killing my children. He doesn’t know what he’s done. If he goes into a Texas prison, he’s in my house. I will see that he serves all his time before I’m done, and I have the means and knowledge to accomplish that goal.
I also have an appointment with MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Drivers) to speak with them about becoming a spokesperson. Not sure about that still, or why they wish to use me after hearing my horrendous southern accent on the evening news, but I want to bring something out of this that’s productive and meaningful.
When my son Austin died, it was a single car accident and there was nowhere I could find to direct my grief filled energy. This time there is a focus, but I want to use it wisely and in a productive manner so that I can give this tragedy some type of meaning. SOMETHING good has to ripple out from all of this. I’m not out for revenge but I am determined to see justice served to the fullest extent.
My mind and soul have begun to settle somewhat, and I’m trying to focus on the grandchildren, my two remaining children, and my faith to get me through all this right now. It’s difficult, no lie, but I know I will eventually come out the other side. Scarred of course, but still me. Just older and hopefully wiser from all this.
I included the link to one of the news interviews if anyone would like to see it. Much love; my thoughts and prayers are with all my Prosebox friends tonight.
http://abc13.com/news/mother-father-killed-by-suspected-drunk-driver/728359/
I need tea. ⋅ June 18, 2015
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