So last night after work I ran to the grocery store and so I got home later than normal. I put all the food away and headed out the side door to the barn to see what Farmer boy wanted for supper. When I opened the door a business card fluttered to the floor. It was the business card of a family case manager, For the Indiana Dept. of Child Services!!! WTF? We were a little worried. The gentleman who left the card wrote on the front: Please call me!! ASAP!!! Well of course we called. But the office was closed so we sat around all evening debating what we were wanted for. I teased Farmer boy about his wild youth catching up to him in the form of a bunch of little ones. He kept trying to say if that’s true those women would have had their hands out long ago!! But I think he was still worried about it. My husband wasn’t the quiet, homebody farmer in his younger days as he is now. He has sown his fair share of wild oats. I wasn’t too worried about it as the night went on, cause I figured if it was important they wouldn’t have left a card in the door.
Fast forward to this morning I called the number a little after 8:00am and got the gentleman who left his card in our door. He asked if I knew a young woman by the name of D_____ ( same last name as Farmer and I). I said no but I have only been married to my hubs for a couple years and I don’t really know his extended family very well . And then he asked is S, living with you? I said no we have no children. He said so D’s daughter S is not living with you? And I said no! Then he went in to the rig a ma roll of how he saw Farmer boy’s name on the mail box and it matched the last name of the little girl he is looking for!!! I said is she is missing? Then he said S and our last name all together and I remembered who the little girl was but I had only met her once. She is a cousin of a cousin living in a bad situation with a mother who doesn’t love her and I almost think she resents the little girl. S is 12 years old and her mother isn’t with S’s father so I guess that’s part of the whole resentment. But getting back to the story… I said I think I know who you are talking about. I asked: is she in danger? And he said he doesn’t know he has been trying to track her mother and S down and can’t seem to find them. The address D gave him led them to a corn field on our property by way of GPS… And so he thought maybe S was living with us since we share the same last name. I said no I had only met the little girl once. She was with her grandparents. She seemed happy with them I told him. He then asked me who they were and I told him there names. And then I gave him the directions to the house the little girl and her mother supposedly lived in. Which also on our road just a couple miles north of us. After I told him what the house looked like he said he thinks he remembered seeing it. So I told him I would call him back when I left for work to give him the house address (for his GPS). When I headed out for work I drove down to the little house and the numbers and name had been freshly removed. I could still see the sticky stuff on the mailbox. So I called him back and told him the numbers weren’t on the box anymore. And then I told him the color of the house and shutters. Then he thanked me for my help and I hung up.
When I got off the phone I felt so sorry for S. but I’m happy that maybe she is going to get some attention on this matter. I have heard through the grapevine that her situation is terrible. But when her grandparents can wrangler her away she loves being with them. So maybe this will actually work out in her favor. I feel so conflicted with my wanting a child so bad and pretty much wanting to do anything possible to have a child. Then finding out that a deadbeat mother is neglecting her child right down the road from me it makes me just want to vomit. I hope that everything works out for Little S. she deserves a mama that will adore her. And I hope that maybe the state will see that her Grandmother might be the best one for the job.
I just wish all this wouldn’t have happened 2 days before my appt. I’m getting nervous about it now. The nurse called about an hour ago to remind me about my appt and to bring all my goodies that they mailed to me. Oh and I’m still not coming up with any questions to ask. I can only think of things that I think he should know about me… Like oh I’m coming up on 200 days without a period!! Or my temps are always way below 98.0 degrees but I don’t have a thyroid problem. Umm still thinking of something… I was told that at the begging of this appt we will have a meeting with their financial person and they will explain all the options and payment plans etc. I’m pretty sure that is where my questions will come up. But other than that I can’t think of anything else. So other than that I’m just waiting!!!
Oh and welcome all you fellow ICLWers!! I’m sorry this was such a long post but I had to tell someone about it. I just feel like this day has kind of been a little on the weird side.
