Five
I thought I was going to escape that whole getting anxious about court thing. I seem to have been mistaken about that. Not freaking out or anything, but definitely getting a little edgy about the prospect of our case being heard on Wednesday. As I’ve mentioned, I don’t expect to pass on the first attempt. I’d love to, but I’m not counting on it. It’s even possible that our case won’t be heard. That it will be rescheduled. Even if it occurs, there’s no guarantee of success. Etta’s birth family must attend and a letter from the ministry must be present. Lots of variables and each of them is out of my control. All I can do is count down the days and post a little picture of a number.
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