This morning, my sixteen-year-old grandson showed up at my doorstep with a bag, looking as if he’d just had the stuffing knocked out of him. He lives two states away and had traveled by bus to get here. Why? Because my daughter decided that the best way to handle him coming out of the closet was to kick him out of her house.
I called my daughter, and she made it clear that she didn’t want him back. She said some truly nasty things, and I honestly thought I had raised her better than this. Now, my grandson doesn’t want to go back home, and I don’t blame him. I’m so angry with her that I don’t want to write something I might regret later, but it’s hard to hold back. I thought I taught her better than to act this way.
Right now, my grandson is sleeping in his new bedroom, and I’m at a bit of a loss about how to move forward. The poor child’s world has been turned upside down, and I’m trying to figure out what to say and do to make things right for him. He doesn’t want to return home, his mother doesn’t want him back, and I’m absolutely fine with him staying here. However, there’s a lot to sort out.
Thankfully, my grandson is now in therapy and enrolled in school. He has been placed in my custody while CPS handles the situation. My lawyer is managing the necessary paperwork and assures me we have nothing to worry about. Meanwhile, my daughter is facing criminal charges for child abandonment, which is a very serious crime. Her actions reflect poorly on her character. When she realized her income was being cut off and that she had committed several crimes, she started pleading that it was a heat-of-the-moment decision she regretted.
However, this defense didn’t hold up, especially since she had already thrown out all my grandson’s clothing and belongings. Despite everything, my grandson is doing as well as can be expected. He’s made friends with my neighbor’s kids, who are around his age. We redecorated his room, and he had a great time picking out his own furniture and paint.
He’s also gotten a PS4, which has become his escape. He’s decided not to join any groups, and I’m respecting his choice. We’ve been discussing getting a puppy, as he loves dogs, but his mother never allowed him to have one.
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