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| A CHILD'S SUFFERING - WHY WOULD THE COURT MAKE A CHILD CHOOSE BETWEEN PARENTS |
| I have learned a lot from dealing with the courts in Alabama and Georgia in the past 15 years. NO ONE cares about the welfare or the hurt and fear of a child. It is an industry that makes lots of money from the suffering of children. The courts are not set up to do what is right for the child. They are set up to make money for lawyers and judges and the court system. No one ever took into consideration that my son may have been the one telling the truth. All they would listen to was the mother. No one ever considered that these children were being ripped apart inside. No one ever sent anyone to check out my son's stories, or even order police reports that would have at least in part shown that he was telling the truth. No one ever considered that my grand-daughters were going through pure hell because of what the courts had allowed to happen. No one ever considered that my grand-daughters could tell them the truth. No one ever cared that 3 little girls had been pulled away from the only person in this world that would listen to them and even hear them. No one ever cared that their little lives had been turned upside down because their mother hated the man that fathered her children. I am a very determined Grandmother, I aim to reunite my son and his daughters if it is the last thing I ever do. You can take that to the bank. |
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| PLEASE LORD, DON'T LET MY PRECIOUS BABIES GO THROUGH WHAT I DID |
| I will be turning 56 on Sept. 18, 2004 and the pain of being ripped away from my Mother still haunts me. I spent my childhood without the one parent that loved me with all her heart. My childhood was ruined because my grandmother thought she knew what was best for me. No one ever noticed that my Mother and I loved each other, no one ever cared. People were too busy being jealous and vindictive, worrying about their own feelings. No one ever noticed that I needed my Mother, no one ever cared. People were too busy being jealous and vindictive, worrying about their own feelings. I cannot find the words to explain what it has done to my adult life to grow up without the one person that loved me unconditionally. “My mother.” If I had gone through life without ever knowing her, it would have been very different, but I did know her, so being pulled away from her made my life very unhappy, so unhappy that I cried myself to sleep every night. I wondered what I had done wrong to make her leave me, cause I was told that she did not love me. I was told that if she had loved me she would not have left. I was told that she had the girls (my two sisters) and didn’t need me anymore. I was told that my mother could have kept me if she had wanted to, but she just did not want me. I didn’t find out until many years later that all of those things were lies. My grandmother wanted to keep me all to herself and didn’t want me to love anyone but her, especially not my mother. She wanted me to love her and only her. She was the most jealous person I had ever met in my life, until a few years ago when I realized that my precious grandbabies were growing up just like I did. |
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| WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU AS A CHILD, MOLDS THE REST OF YOUR LIFE |
| My grandfather died when I was two, and my grandmother remarried, together they adopted me. My adopted daddy was great. He loved me and tried to teach me right from wrong. He tried to give me what he thought I needed. The truth of the matter was I needed my mother. I missed her so bad, I cried in my bed at night until my pillow was wet from all the tears. In the beginning I would ask to please see her, but I got in so much trouble that I finally gave that up. If you battle something that you think you might win, then you keep fighting, but when you finally acknowledge that you are getting NO where, you give it up, ESPECIALLY if you are a child. I can remember after my adopted daddy died moving back to our home town where my Mother lived. I would see her once in a while, but I was not allowed to get to close to her. My grandmother was so afraid that I could not love the both of them that she kept me from the one person that would have died for me. I knew my mother loved me, I could see it in her eyes when I would look at her from across the room at a family get together. I loved her very much, and when she died I had my arms wrapped around her and held her while she drew her last breath. She brought me into this world and I held her while she left it. |
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| THANK YOU - JAYNE & ALAN |
| I would like to take this time to thank the two people that helped me make this website possible. They have worked very hard in the past couple of weeks to make this website exactly what I wanted it to be. I wanted a way to get the truth where my grand-daughters could find it, and they made this so I can do just that. THANK-YOU from the bottom of my heart. |
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| MY ANGELS - JENNIFER - CHRISTY - KELLY |
| This website is for you. I wanted a way to give you the whole truth. I have not been allowed to see or speak to you in over four years. I have sent flowers, balloons, candy, stuffed animals, cards & letters to you. I decided to write this website so I can get all the truth somewhere so you can see it. You hang on to your thoughts, never let anyone take them away from you. Remember that we love you with all our hearts. We loved you the last time you saw us and we love you now. Your Daddy did not leave you, he was forced to stay away from you. He has finally gotten on his feet. He has paid your mother over $12,000.00 in child support in the last year. He has hired 3 attorneys to fight this terrible wrong. Together he and I will fight this until my last breath. No matter how this case goes, you hold your head high. Always remember, they can change your name, but they can not change your blood. You are your daddy's daughters and you always will be, there is nothing in this world that will ever change that. You are my grandchildren and as GOD is my witness, I will never give up on you. |
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