It was an almost perfect day considering the two weeks prior. Clarabelle splashed in her little pool on the porch while Elliott, still in his sling from his broken femur, sat in his swing and watched his sister play. We had been through a horrendous event followed by more shattering events but we were determined not to let our stress affect the way the children remembered this perfect spring day.
I decided that we would make a special treat. I ran to the local grocery store for some supplies. While in line, I got a call from the CPS investigator who stated that she was only needing to verify some details. I tried to minimize the conversation so as to not expose our family crisis to the other people in line and then went on home to enjoy some fruit pizza.
Oh, we had a blast. Clarabelle ate more fruit as we sat the bowls on the table than ever made it to the sugar cookie crust but the end result was still awesome!
After we ate our treat, I went to take a nap. Naps are a beautiful part of my day. However, it took a long time before I could sleep again because I was awoken to the sound of my daughter’s shaking voice saying, “mom, they are here to take the children. There are cops.” That was the moment our nightmare truly began. That was the moment that I wished that I knew all of the things that I know now. That is the moment that I pray none of you ever have to experience.
While we have made it out of the Hell of CPS, it is moments like these when you realize just how much was taken. From the moments with the kids to the inability to enjoy a favorite treat, we can never undo the damages. However, we can move forward and enjoy every present moment and, perhaps, find a new favorite treat!
Enjoy a slice for me:-)