Reality....
I know that I haven't posted in awhile. I have had a lot going on. Just after my last post I set up another interview for this past week for Thursday. All was seemingly good. Scott and I went and helped at a wedding for someone Scott used to work with's son. It was a great reception. We came home tired.
The next day started out as a normal Sunday for us. Scott made me breakfast and we watched a movie. While watching the movie, I was charging my dead phone. I turned it back on, and it told me I had a voicemail. When I called it to find out what it was, it told me I had 4 voicemails. I thought to myself "Four voicemails in an hour and a half, what is going on?!?!" Well, come to find out two were from my Grandma, and two were from my mom. They were telling me that my sister's dad Scott was dead. This shocked me to no end, and I called my mom right away. She told me that my little sister found him this morning (she was living with him, and my mom and him were seperated).
I went to work on Monday. I told the assistant director what was happening. She told me that they were probably be sending people home and that she would check numbers and let me go first. Myself and two others went home 45 minutes later. I then got ready and Scott and I prepared to go to Fond du Lac. I had called my work saying that I needed time off, but my director was in a meeting. She called me back while we were on our way to Fond du Lac. My mom was also on her way to Fond du Lac at the same time. She had already been there the day before, but social services wouldn't let her take or even see my little sister. She had to stay temporarily with a friend at least until Tuesday. The director told me she had no idea what was going on (apparently she and the director hadn't communicated at all). She told me to take all the time I needed, and that she lost her stepdad too, and it was actually harder to deal with than losing her real dad. She told me not to worry about work this week.
My mom and I went to the place where he was a manager (for Finish Line) at the mall to drop off his store keys. His co-workers asked when the funeral was and where to send cards to my little sister. His co-workers weren't handling things very well at all. We then went to where he lived to do my sister's laundry and to search for documents. My mom was holding things together pretty well. I think part of her was relieved that their marriage was finally over. She had filed for divorce papers after he had cheated and moved out, and he had torn them up because he didn't want to have to pay alimony. He seemed to be leaving my little sister (granted she is 14) home alone a lot.
On Tuesday, we had to go to social services, and my mom had to explain to a social worker what was going on. We then went to the courthouse where custody was awarded to my mother rather quickly. The judge said that it was custom that the child be placed with their other parent. My mom also had to meet with the funeral director at the funeral home. My step sister (who didn't even invite her dad to her wedding) was there raising up a stink, and wanted everything to happen her way. She also wanted to go through everything (including my little sister's stuff) before my mom moved anything. She had no right, and my mom told her so. She also wanted his computer for her 5 year old daughter to play with. She also wants to take my little sister and mom to court for the insurance money, in which my little sister was the sole beneficiary. My mom spoke with a layer, and he told her that she has no case, and no rights to the property. In the end, my mom decided to sign over all of the paper work to his family (since they were being jerks and wanted things THEIR way), which made them financially responsible for the funeral.
I got an email from head start saying she had lost my contact information. She had my email from a former coorespondance between the two of us. I emailed her back and told her my number. She called me on Tuesday, and I sent up an interview for Wednesday aternoon. We knew Wednesday would be a difficult time for everyone, since it was my step dad's birthday. I went to the second interview, and it was the same same questions as last time, the only difference was that there was a parent/ board member present. It went well. She said I would hear from them soon. That day, I also got a shocking phone call from what I thought was my understanding director. She wanted to know when I would be back to work, and said that she needed me. I already had Thursday morning off (for the interview) and told her I could come in after that, and on Friday until 2. I worked on Thursday, after a different interview. Then, on Friday I brought in his obituary to work, and lost it when I tried to explain how insensitive the director had been to me to the assistant director (they're not friends). Needless to say, I was sent home.
Scott and I went to the funeral on Friday night. To my suprise, Scott;s mom, her fiance, two of Scott's aunts, and his cousin came to the funeral. We all went, along with both my sisters, mom, grandma, and my grandma's friend Jim went out to eat afterward. My little sister ate an entire steak and her salad! What an appetite, but then again she had been through so much that she probably didn't eat much all week.
On Saturday, I went to a bachelorette party for a girl I work with. It was a lot of fun! Then, on Sunday, I slept on and off all day. Today, it was back to work....yay! It wasn't bad though because not many kids came in today.
Sorry so long....
The next day started out as a normal Sunday for us. Scott made me breakfast and we watched a movie. While watching the movie, I was charging my dead phone. I turned it back on, and it told me I had a voicemail. When I called it to find out what it was, it told me I had 4 voicemails. I thought to myself "Four voicemails in an hour and a half, what is going on?!?!" Well, come to find out two were from my Grandma, and two were from my mom. They were telling me that my sister's dad Scott was dead. This shocked me to no end, and I called my mom right away. She told me that my little sister found him this morning (she was living with him, and my mom and him were seperated).
I went to work on Monday. I told the assistant director what was happening. She told me that they were probably be sending people home and that she would check numbers and let me go first. Myself and two others went home 45 minutes later. I then got ready and Scott and I prepared to go to Fond du Lac. I had called my work saying that I needed time off, but my director was in a meeting. She called me back while we were on our way to Fond du Lac. My mom was also on her way to Fond du Lac at the same time. She had already been there the day before, but social services wouldn't let her take or even see my little sister. She had to stay temporarily with a friend at least until Tuesday. The director told me she had no idea what was going on (apparently she and the director hadn't communicated at all). She told me to take all the time I needed, and that she lost her stepdad too, and it was actually harder to deal with than losing her real dad. She told me not to worry about work this week.
My mom and I went to the place where he was a manager (for Finish Line) at the mall to drop off his store keys. His co-workers asked when the funeral was and where to send cards to my little sister. His co-workers weren't handling things very well at all. We then went to where he lived to do my sister's laundry and to search for documents. My mom was holding things together pretty well. I think part of her was relieved that their marriage was finally over. She had filed for divorce papers after he had cheated and moved out, and he had torn them up because he didn't want to have to pay alimony. He seemed to be leaving my little sister (granted she is 14) home alone a lot.
On Tuesday, we had to go to social services, and my mom had to explain to a social worker what was going on. We then went to the courthouse where custody was awarded to my mother rather quickly. The judge said that it was custom that the child be placed with their other parent. My mom also had to meet with the funeral director at the funeral home. My step sister (who didn't even invite her dad to her wedding) was there raising up a stink, and wanted everything to happen her way. She also wanted to go through everything (including my little sister's stuff) before my mom moved anything. She had no right, and my mom told her so. She also wanted his computer for her 5 year old daughter to play with. She also wants to take my little sister and mom to court for the insurance money, in which my little sister was the sole beneficiary. My mom spoke with a layer, and he told her that she has no case, and no rights to the property. In the end, my mom decided to sign over all of the paper work to his family (since they were being jerks and wanted things THEIR way), which made them financially responsible for the funeral.
I got an email from head start saying she had lost my contact information. She had my email from a former coorespondance between the two of us. I emailed her back and told her my number. She called me on Tuesday, and I sent up an interview for Wednesday aternoon. We knew Wednesday would be a difficult time for everyone, since it was my step dad's birthday. I went to the second interview, and it was the same same questions as last time, the only difference was that there was a parent/ board member present. It went well. She said I would hear from them soon. That day, I also got a shocking phone call from what I thought was my understanding director. She wanted to know when I would be back to work, and said that she needed me. I already had Thursday morning off (for the interview) and told her I could come in after that, and on Friday until 2. I worked on Thursday, after a different interview. Then, on Friday I brought in his obituary to work, and lost it when I tried to explain how insensitive the director had been to me to the assistant director (they're not friends). Needless to say, I was sent home.
Scott and I went to the funeral on Friday night. To my suprise, Scott;s mom, her fiance, two of Scott's aunts, and his cousin came to the funeral. We all went, along with both my sisters, mom, grandma, and my grandma's friend Jim went out to eat afterward. My little sister ate an entire steak and her salad! What an appetite, but then again she had been through so much that she probably didn't eat much all week.
On Saturday, I went to a bachelorette party for a girl I work with. It was a lot of fun! Then, on Sunday, I slept on and off all day. Today, it was back to work....yay! It wasn't bad though because not many kids came in today.
Sorry so long....
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