At first, it didn’t feel like answered prayer.
It felt like a stab in the gut.
Another manipulative maneuver I had no control over.
Now it’s a few hours later and instead what I see is a heartbreaking answer to prayer.
At least, that is the hope.
Today we found out that Voldemort (Marie’s birth mother) is giving up all visitation rights so she can have court ordered phone calls with Marie. Two per week.
Does that make sense to ANYBODY?
For a normal person, no it doesn’t.
Mr. Sexy was the one to give me some perspective: She is basically signing a piece of paper saying she doesn’t want to see Marie. This will help us in the long run as our goal is for me to adopt her.
Voldemort is an incredibly flaky woman. And that’s being nice about it. Chances are high that she will not follow through on phone calls. Who wants the constant reminder that their daughter doesn’t know who they are? Marie has no idea who that woman is and will never know again. In large part this is due to her disability and Voldemort’s disappearance three years ago.
It’s painful to think about somebody willingly start to give up their parental rights. In Marie’s case, however, it is answered prayer. The phone calls will be painful as Voldemort tends to talk at Marie or attempt to talk to Mr. Sexy through Marie. Voldemort says things that are not true which would instill pain in someone who understood. Marie doesn’t understand, though. She is very happy to see a friend and talk to a friend.
I’m frustrated that sometime soon we will have to allow phone calls to happen once again.
God is in charge. He’s got a plan. Always has. So I’ll rest in that.