Once More Into The Breach

Well, after the big blow up the other night, running out of the house in anger again, and hiding for a few hours, Brad began texting me trying to guilt me over busting him on his mess again.  It didn’t work, I just kept telling him that he made the decision to leave when he could have talked to me and taken his medicine for lying and skipping school.  He tried insulting and cursing me via text.  I told him that he needed to grow up, that he was dishonoring his upbringing and his mothers’ memory and to quit texting me.  He said something to the effect that it didn’t matter, he would be dead in a ditch by morning because it was cold and raining and he had no where to stay, to which I again replied, "You made that decision, what happened to all those friends you can depend on to help out in a pinch?" and then refused to reply to any further messages or calls.  Around midnight the tone changed, and he began begging to come home.  I finally relented around 2am, because it was cold and raining, and went and got him off the side of the road.  He looked like a drowned rat.  I told him not to speak to me, just eat and go to bed.  I took him to school yesterday, and as he got out of the car asked  him what he intended to do.  He said he wanted to stay at home.  I told him we would have to see, that I really am not sure I want him here any longer.  That kind of rocked his world.  Good.

Now Brian is upset that I let him come back again, even though it’s by no means a foregone conclusion.  So, in a little while we’re having a family meeting wherein I will lay down my new rules;  you will do what I say, when I say, without complaint.  You will go to school, stay off drugs, or you can leave.  I will not pay cell phones, internet, cable, or give out vehicles to ungrateful children who refuse to be the least bit responsible.  Because I am REALLY fed up, enough is enough.  I honestly didn’t want to give Brad another chance, because I believe it is doomed to failure, but he literally begged and cried til I relented for the time being at least.

In other news, my neice Precious (yes that is really her name) called to tell me that her sister Heaven (yes again) called and their twelve year old sister is being molested by their 14 year old brother and they want my help.  This is the same set of in-laws that I evicted in August due to just this type of behavior by their son, as well as burglary, theft, family violence and drugs.  The nephew, Michael, spent several months over the summer in juvenile detention in Louisiana for molesting Precious’ nine year old daughter and his sister.  He was finally released to his parents here in Texas in September, but they failed to show up for his trial in December.  So, now they’re living in the woods somewhere in a tent and hiding from law enforcement due to warrants for both parents and Michael.  They are now reportedly using meth as well.

Precious said Mara, the youngest neice, has told her parents, and they told her that they don’t believe her, or that if it’s even happening, she wanted it to happen, because she wears shirts that show off her breasts. I wish I could say that I didn’t beleive it, but the same thing happened to the two older girls, and the same things were said to them by their mother within my hearing.  I have called the authorities to report it.  I can’t beleive that the courts allowed the two back in the same home before even a trial.  I’m waiting for the sheriff’s office to show up here now so I can give them the information and send them to where my neice is hiding in my neighborhood.  Thank God her parents haven’t come here looking for her.  It’s been over twenty five years since I shot anyone, but the gun is loaded.  I despise sex offenders and parents who don’t protect their children, so it would not be a good situation.  My oldest son has said that he will let her stay with him if Child Protective Services will place her there.  He won’t do it otherwise because he can’t afford to have his relatives show up causing trouble.  If he has problems at home without that protection, he could lose any of his positions, fire chief, paramedic, and peace officer.  And as sorry as it sounds, his family comes before my ex in-laws.  I can’t take her in with only me and two teenage cousins, both male.  That is a setting ripe for false allegations and again, if it’s my family or theirs, well I’m sorry.  Just praying really hard that when the police come, they can help us get her out of this situation once and for all.  No one should have to live under threats and intimidation, much less sexual assault.

That family has no concept of personal responsibility.  My mother in law has left several messages on my phone over the last two days to inform me that none of this would have ever happened had I let them stay here.  My sister in law has told my eldest son the same. Because of me, they are homeless, their son is a sociopath, and they are drug users on the run from the law in two states.  Wow, I can’t believe I have that much influence.

Anyway, my family situation is about to resolve itself, one way or the other.  I hope the boys make the right decisions, but that’s up to them, they just have to live with the consequences. 

My neice I don’t know about.  I’m hoping I can get her the help she needs.  Again, if you are a praying person, and I know some of you are, please pray for Mara.  If you don’t pray, send positive thoughts her way, no child should have to live like that.