A year to go - already you are in another home. Just one more year, just one more year before I am out of school and take you boys in. Give you a place that you can call home - a place that you'll feel safe, loved, and happy... a place you know you will never leave. A lot can happen in a year - and I am so scared. I know you boys are tough and already, what you've been through is rough. I'm worried about what else is going to happen in the year we have to endure - but I know... I pray and hope that you boys will come out tougher, stronger, more emotionally stable after all of this. I hate your Mother for what she has done to you - but this I cannot impress upon you. You must form your own opinions... but deep down, I sincerely hope that you won't ever let her take advantage of you - that you... all three of you... will see right through her and her distasteful games. That you will see through anyone who tries to take advantage of you. Another strange place - another strange bed, more adjusting and who knows what else... All depressing - more depressing when I know that there is a whole nother year before I can get you boys out of this mess.


God I hope that after this year of school I will be financially, emotionally, and mentally stable enough to give these boys a happy, loving, and safe home. Please give us the strength to endure this and come out better than we went in until you can help us overcome these issues.