The Dropoff « A Mother’s Cry

The Dropoff

Side story from the present:

It is 3:49pm on an otherwise beautiful Saturday afternoon. I have just dropped my son off with his grandparents. He was crying. He did not want to leave, and I did not want him to either. It has not gotten any easier to drop him off in the entire 19 months that this has been going on. It never gets easier. . . in fact. . . it seems like it is getting progressively harder. He was sick with a fever and cough. He just wanted to lay on my lap or he wanted me to hold him. . . both of which I am always more than happy to do. It is a comfort factor. . . just to know that I am with him. . . and it is a comfort for me to. . . because I know that he is alright when he is with me. . . and it is the only time during the week when I am at complete peace. . . when my son is in my care.

Right now. . . I feel sick to my stomach. . . I am crying. . . my heart aches for my son . . . every shread of my being is calling out to Allah for help and ease . . . it is a very hard situation to be in . . . when you are fighting for custody of your child, not because you are a bad parent, but because of the religion you chose. My son and I have been through so much in the past 19 months. I have had the FBI called on me by my parents, who were attempting to

~ by motherscry on November 7, 2008.

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