http://www.huffingtonpost.com/maia-s...a_b_35781.html

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/maia-s...i_b_43216.html

Can you imagine?

yes, i had just read that article. sad. the laws and the courts don't know which way is up! if only people would think with compassion first.

Holy Cow!!

That is just terrible! But you have to realize that some folks in the govt think they are gods! It amazes me on how many have the power hungry, blood thirsty, holier than thou attitude.

It is rampant in the child protective service. They could care less about destroying a family unit forever just because they can. Just once cross them, and you will find your kids gone, and you get supervised visits for life!

This is an outrage! A tragedy! And there is not much anyone can do unfortunately

http://www2.tbo.com/content/2007/sep...?news-breaking

some how the worlds not such a bad place as it was yesterday

soft hugs and sweet dreams,
Sandra

The poor guy still lost 3 some years from his life by being held there! Thanks Sandra for the "Good news"! Now, I can sleep better tonight knowing this!! Love~Desi

Three years is pretty bad, but ive seen far worse. In 1987 my aunt lost her 3 boys to the system, they were offered to me and I accepted them. Well, over the years she fought and fought for custody to no avail. At times she blamed me for fighting her, and she never really forgave me for taking in her sons.

She died last year never realizing her dream of having her family back together.

I never did fight her, in fact I tried to put my point of view across to the social workers on several occassions, just to be told that I also could lose custody. Believe me the boys were better off with me then any foster care homes, in which they would have been split up.

I will never regret raising them as my own, but deep down wish she could have satisfied the system so she could have had some experience of having her family before she died. Her youngest was 3 yrs old when removed, and now is in his 20's. He grew up not really knowing his mother, only what we told him, and what the social workers told him.

My dream of him getting to know his mom as an adult was cut short with her death. She lived a bitter life that no one but the system could fix.