Sat. 10.24.2015
Hello and Hi to everyone that’s been keeping up with me and this painful journey of my family. My precious grandchildren I miss them so very much, more than words can describe.Thank you all for your interest and heartfelt prayers. I’m no longer in the Mid-West region. I’ve returned back to the West Coast. That was in early 2012 February. Emotional! Yes it continues. That will never change. It’s been some time since I’ve posted anything.
I continue to write my grandchildren. However they aren’t responding to their letters. Every letter that I mail, I keep a copy of it. (That’s the only way I’ll send it — proof and verification key).
My grandchildren, they have family and truly not forgotten!
On May 5 2012; something urged me to view the Adoption page of Oklahoma’s Children! Let me tell you – I found my grandchildren on that page and I just couldn’t believe my eye’s – what I was seeing. I SCREAMED JUST SCREAMED. I thought I was going to die that night! After that I couldn’t sleep for months – just the roughest time ever (again) dealing with the OKLAHOMA DHS FOSTER CARE SYSTEM.
What I read under the descriptions of my grandsons bio – was that they were single births and had no other siblings! I immediately called to Oklahoma the next business day and got some answers – of course not what I wanted to hear.
The response was that – She had received approval to say that my grandchildren were the only child and had no siblings.
OH! What I didn’t mention, was that once I had reestablished myself on the West Coast – I requested an ICPC – transfer of my grandsons. I talked to the child worker at the time. Get This! She said that the Judge- Richard W. Kirby had said that I wasn’t to get my grandchildren at all, what so ever! I see that as “just pure evil and hatred”.
It’s been an emotional & painful journey!
My oldest grandson has aged out of the system. He’s turning 19 in December. As yet still no contact from him.
The next two under my oldest they are still in the system. I don’t here from them either.
The next two under the two that I just mentioned, they have been adopted out.
Then of course the youngest of my six grandchildren, he has been returned to his father, which was fairly early on. My grandson don’t have a recollection of ever being the foster care system.
You know this still seems as if I am living in a ‘NIGHTMARE’ and I can’t wake up! It’s just excruciating pain day in day out. You can bet that I have gone through it since – March 02, 2006. Not a day that goes by that I don’t think about my precious grandsons – What’s going on with them. Who are they with. Their health. Their education. How are they being treated. Just everything that one can imagine when you don’t know what’s going one with your babies.
You all understand what I am saying! A grandmother’s love. Family love.
The system is supposed to keep FAMILY’S TOGETHER- noticed I said supposed to. That system in Oklahoma, from what I’ve experienced including the Family Court. Clearly it’s Corruption and all about the Money -selling all the Children(adopting them out and getting paid).
PS. I want to let all of you know that once I returned back to the WEST COAST – Most definitely it was hard for me in that I had to leave my grandbabies out there in the system. OH! very painful and emotional for me.
Also for all of you that are involved with any DHS/CPS/CSD & the many other names that they may go by. Hang in there. Just don’t give up. It’s a very grueling and intense experience. Remember! The love we have for our love ones, family members, our grandbabies, our babies – That’s real. Pure Love.
We will get through this.
Hey what keeps me going are the many responses that I received from all of you & of course that I am determined to make sure that my grandchildren, they will all know the truth and what happened.
Because I am not a dead beat grandmother. I came forth as a loving and caring grandparent ought to. I done that. I moved and relocated from Nevada to Oklahoma, but not first before I took several FLIGHTS and DRIVEN my own personal vehicle. I done that and I’d do it all over again.
That’s how much I love my grandchildren.
It’s been almost 10 years since this tragedy have struck our family – It’s hard! Very Painful!
My grandchildren, they are not forgotten! They are loved, wanted and missed! They were taken and held hostage against their will. My grandchildren they wanted to come home. Grandma came for them. I was refused, denied and over looked deliberately in every thing that I requested.
Farina M Thompson.
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