Injustice (post #9)

A time that I observed an injustice was with my god son Jared. Jared was just 6 days old when my parents became his foster parents. When he turned 1, this sweet boy was reunified with his birth father per DCYF. This was NOT at all in Jared's best interest. Luckily, we remained extremely active in his life when he moved with his dad and step mother. He always screamed and cried when we would have to drop him back off to them. It was traumatizing for him and us. He was constantly locked in his room there and his step mother's children would hit and bite him. He was only placed in their care because his step mother's best friend was a social worker and pushed in their benefit. After a year of this, my parents convinced Jared's dad to work out an agreement for guardianship after showing him the proof of what was going on in his home when he was working (He's a fire fighter so his shifts would take him out of his house for days at a time).

This made me was to advocate for other children who are put in these shitty situations. I couldn't react negatively toward that woman because she had every right, legally, to refuse us from seeing him. That wouldn't have benefitted him at all.