robbed

If you've read my last post, you know what's going on in my life right now.  Pretty much, that's it.  My day is consumed with trying to help Lee get his kids back.  When I'm at home it's almost all I think about, which is why I am writing this one.  I never knew I could be this angry.

This "woman" has robbed Lee, not only of precious time with two of his living children, but time that we needed as a family to grieve the loss of Holden.  I feel like she has taken so much away from me.  She wants to believe that I stole her husband, when he not only left willingly, without my coercion, but was pushed away by her continuous selfish behavior, constant complaining, laziness, and sense of entitlement.  People that were angry at us at the time, have now been shown her true character.  Six weeks after our son DIED she STOLE two of his other children away from him.  Who does that?  If not to him, to his kids!  To her OWN CHILDREN!

I, of course, love Lee.  So much more and in such a different, beautiful way than I ever knew was possible to love a partner.  So I'm doing all I can, with constant research into child custody laws, parental kidnapping cases, etc.  I feel selfish for even saying this because we NEED to get those children back home, but I wish I didn't have to do this.  If I had my way, Holden would be here, but he's not, and all I have is time now to grieve him and learn to parent a dead child.  But that was stolen along with my stepkids.  I shouldn't have to put my grief on hold.