Nana Holds-From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Thanks so much for joining me today for a little break at Coffee Hour. Grab your coffee and let’s get back to court.

So we were all there: George, me, Bry’s grandma/mommy, his bio mom and her parents and their attorney. For the most part, I was pretty calm. I mean being in the courthouse didn’t cause me any angst. In fact, thinking about my courthouse memories helped calm me with a sense of confidence. George, Michelle and I had talked several times and we were on the same page when it came to concerns. We were ready to bring those concerns to the surface; we just weren’t sure when/how the opportunity would arise. See, the judge is like the temperature keeper of the courtroom and we had only been in front of her for a very short time at the first hearing so we were unsure of what to expect.

We all made our way into the courtroom and within a few minutes the Judge called us up to the counsel table. As we all made our way up front, she smiled. I think she was surprised to see so many of us. “Good morning.” We all echoed her sentiments. She addressed counsel first. “So based on your papers, I see there may be some disagreement about a visitation schedule.” Counsel agreed and then requested that we go into one of the consult rooms to see if we could work something out. Her Honor nodded her agreement, looked up and spoke to each of us: “I was going to suggest that because in a guardianship situation like this, it’s really better to have as many family members on the same page. The more active grandparents, the better it is for the child. So why don’t you do that. Go ahead into the office next door and see if you can’t work something out and when you’re done, I’ll take the bench and we’ll go from there.”

We all turned and followed Counsel out of the courtroom and into the office next door. I had a pit in my stomach, and it wasn’t just an olive pit. It was growing by the minute as thoughts totally contradictory to what the judge had stated rose to the surface. I mean, really? Didn’t she know how much these people complicated our lives? How sick they are in their addictions? I exhaled as I walked toward George who was already sitting and waiting for me. Reality moved the pit in my stomach over just a bit. We needed to remember He was with us and I needed to be an unclogged vessel as we sat down to discuss a possibility of some sort of visitation schedule that would work best for Bryden, not for us, but for Bryden!

Join me tomorrow for more.


Nana Holds!

Nana Holds!


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