Does anyone care about the children?

I was just wondering if anyone really cares about these little babies that grandparents get custody of and try to raise them in love while their own hearts break? Does anyone know how far reaching this epidemic has become? It is beyond the person at church or your neighbor, it is in the millions according to AARP. Millions of children living with grandparents trying to cling to hope there is more to life than being filthy, hungry, left alone. Does anyone care? Is anyone listening?

Everyday I go to work and work 12 hours. I come home to find my husband has gotten my granddaughter off to school on the bus, did the dishes and is preparing himself for work. I get up the next one that needs to go to school and off she goes. Kiss husband good-bye while he goes and works 10 hours a day.

Get 2nd child on bus, feed 3rd child, do laundry, clean and pick up the house, lay on the couch and lightly doze (after all, in 2 hours the 2nd one will be back from school). Get up, fix lunch for 2 and we all go lay down for a nap. Sleep 3 hours, get up fix dinner and pick up 1st child from the bus. Fix her a snack, sit down and do homework with her & give her a bath. Grandpa will get the other 2 when he gets home.

Take my shower, get dressed for work, walk children to neighbors, call husband on way to work give him update on what needs to be done when he gets home and it starts over. Grandpa comes home, picks up kids, fixes them dinner, feeds all the animals, waters the lawn, bathes 2, gets 3 ready for and to bed. Another day has come and gone.

Their smiles, hugs and love keeps us going. How exciting is it to sit and watch one child teach the others what she learned in school that day? How fun is it to take them for an ice cream cone and watch them smile at the simple things like it melting. Kissing a boo boo, putting on a band aid, picking out new clothes on Ebay, going to the local sports warehouse and playing games and racing up and down the stairs (well, they ride the escalator).

On my days off spending time in the back yard planting flowers and then lying in the grass a week later to see if they are growing yet. Telling them for the thousanth time there are no monsters like their parents told them to keep them confined to their beds. Seeing them try a new food or write a new word.

Does anyone care about the grandparents and what we go through? The money we spend to prevent these children from going back to the same environment? Legislators don't care, attorneys and judges don't care and if you see the latest CPS statitistics on kids that are being killed by their own parents or friends, NO ONE CARES!!

There are no special funds for those of us when we need to hire a top gun to battle our case in court. There is only closing out retirement accounts, selling heirlooms and furniture and trusting God will provide, because people don't care about things that don't affect them.

But doesn't it? When these children are with their parents and in school and failing, isn't that affecting your own childs abilities? When you tax dollars are paying for more teachers for these children and services, doesn't that affect you?

Moms day? Sleep, get up whenever, watch television all day (because she has quit two jobs and been fired from one for domestic violence...doesn't that affect you? She was working for a childcare and we want to know who is watching our children). Maybe bathe the other child she has, feed it and sleep some more. She doesn't care, but she has a new man in her life, she loves him she tells it to the children all day when she sees them.

She is not the stability these children need to follow their dreams of being a fire fighter and a singer, she won't see they finish their homework, they will go to school where their innocence is shattered by living in an area where parents and teachers don't care if their children survive.

If I thought it would help me, I would stand on the side of the road holding up a sign that stated.."Please help, need money for legal fees to save the lives of my grandchildren."

Maybe you will read this and pass on helping me out with a few dollars or maybe more if you can afford it. But the next time you hear about a child that is murdered by a parent or friend of a parent or foster parent, you will think of me, you will think about this blog and you will wonder if that was one of my 4 grandchildren and what would or could have happened if I had the money for an attorney to save them.

If you can't send money, you don't want to send money. Please, say a prayer for the safety of 3 children who are wise beyond their young years because of the life they lived before we took over their care.

Remember: 'To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.' ****PLEASE, MAKE A DIFFERENCE IN SOMEONE'S LIFE TODAY!****