Kitchen Diva
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Thanks for all the support you guys have given me in regards to my sister and niece living with us since early February of this year.
Sadly because of some abusive comments and actions my sister was asked to leave our house immediately this afternoon.
I spent the last hour of their time here drawing with chalk on the driveway with my niece. The house is so quiet, and little reminders of her are here- I miss her so much.
So as I sit here crying over my niece being gone, and her mother being a class-A twit, and not knowing when I will see her again I'm left with a hole in my heart that I hope Jesus will one day heal again.
Not being blessed with children of my own so far, my heart was so attached to my niece. I would have done anything for her, but it was evident that her own mom wouldn't do anything for their future, and we felt we were enabling my sister's poor judgement and behavior and attitude and last night she was told to leave as soon as she could pack her things.
Today she made more poor choices which resulted in her being asked to leave right away.
My parents will take her in until her low-rent apartment is ready on the 13th, and they will front all her expenses for 3 months. Since that money is coming out of the anonymous gift to pay for my sister's lawyer and when the money is gone, it's gone. I hope for that reason alone that she will get a job fast so that less of that money can go to her and more can go for the lawyer.
I think one of the reasons that I love my niece so much is because we are so much alike. We are bubbly- even though we really have no reason to be, we are nice, kind, good natured, happy, giggly, joyful and sweet. As I look at the picture of her at my desk I'm reminded of just what a jerk her mother has been to her in the past 4 months and I ask you to pray for my sister.
Instead of this brining the best out of her, and the "fight" out in her- it brought out the worst and revealed a very weak, selfish, prideful and arrogant character.
My heart is broken- I won't get a kiss from my favorite little person tonight before bed- and no more "Good Morning, Aunt Krissy!!!" How did you sleep?
I'm so ticked at my sister right now for this huge hole in my heart. DH and I were all but willing to lose our flipping home to help them and protect my niece and all I got was a broken heart and all the hangers in my downstairs closet stolen...
Thanks for your support guys, even my DH posted a reply in one of my threads thanking all of you...
I seriosly don't think I could have gotten through this without the help I've gotten from you to keep me positive.
I should go and paint my nails. I have an interview tomorrow and was told by the staffing agency that with my resume and skills, I should be able to make some pretty good money once they hire me on. That was nice to hear!
I'll let you all know how the interview goes after I get back tomorrow. It's at noon-thirty if you wanna say a prayer.
I also have to meet with the sales managers and sales staff I'll be supporting.
My niece kept walking around today telling me and John that she would never, ever see us again. So my DH asked my sister why she was saying that, and my sister wouldn't answer. So he asked her again- she mumbled that my niece always said that when they left somewhere.
I told that to my mother, and she said she'd make sure that "Maggie" knows that she WILL see her Uncle John and Aunt Krissy again.
I would like to take my niece out for one last fun day before they move an hour away because I don't know when my sister will grow up enough to let us back in her life (so we can see my niece and also because we are family and she needs to get a clue) so if you would be willing to pray that I'd be able to do that- it would mean a lot to me. I didn't realize I'd be crying so hard once the squirt left the house. She was a preemie and is a tiny little thing, so DH and I called her squirt. She used to get sooo mad when we called her that! She'd scrunch her face, and put her hands on her hips and say "I'm not a skwert'ah" (almost everything she says ends with an uh or ah sound). DH is Uncle John-uh for example.
Okay off to paint my nails so my potential employer doesn't notice how fluffy I am when they interview me.
Sadly because of some abusive comments and actions my sister was asked to leave our house immediately this afternoon.
I spent the last hour of their time here drawing with chalk on the driveway with my niece. The house is so quiet, and little reminders of her are here- I miss her so much.
So as I sit here crying over my niece being gone, and her mother being a class-A twit, and not knowing when I will see her again I'm left with a hole in my heart that I hope Jesus will one day heal again.
Not being blessed with children of my own so far, my heart was so attached to my niece. I would have done anything for her, but it was evident that her own mom wouldn't do anything for their future, and we felt we were enabling my sister's poor judgement and behavior and attitude and last night she was told to leave as soon as she could pack her things.
Today she made more poor choices which resulted in her being asked to leave right away.
My parents will take her in until her low-rent apartment is ready on the 13th, and they will front all her expenses for 3 months. Since that money is coming out of the anonymous gift to pay for my sister's lawyer and when the money is gone, it's gone. I hope for that reason alone that she will get a job fast so that less of that money can go to her and more can go for the lawyer.
I think one of the reasons that I love my niece so much is because we are so much alike. We are bubbly- even though we really have no reason to be, we are nice, kind, good natured, happy, giggly, joyful and sweet. As I look at the picture of her at my desk I'm reminded of just what a jerk her mother has been to her in the past 4 months and I ask you to pray for my sister.
Instead of this brining the best out of her, and the "fight" out in her- it brought out the worst and revealed a very weak, selfish, prideful and arrogant character.
My heart is broken- I won't get a kiss from my favorite little person tonight before bed- and no more "Good Morning, Aunt Krissy!!!" How did you sleep?
I'm so ticked at my sister right now for this huge hole in my heart. DH and I were all but willing to lose our flipping home to help them and protect my niece and all I got was a broken heart and all the hangers in my downstairs closet stolen...
Thanks for your support guys, even my DH posted a reply in one of my threads thanking all of you...
I seriosly don't think I could have gotten through this without the help I've gotten from you to keep me positive.
I should go and paint my nails. I have an interview tomorrow and was told by the staffing agency that with my resume and skills, I should be able to make some pretty good money once they hire me on. That was nice to hear!
I'll let you all know how the interview goes after I get back tomorrow. It's at noon-thirty if you wanna say a prayer.
I also have to meet with the sales managers and sales staff I'll be supporting.My niece kept walking around today telling me and John that she would never, ever see us again. So my DH asked my sister why she was saying that, and my sister wouldn't answer. So he asked her again- she mumbled that my niece always said that when they left somewhere.
I told that to my mother, and she said she'd make sure that "Maggie" knows that she WILL see her Uncle John and Aunt Krissy again.
I would like to take my niece out for one last fun day before they move an hour away because I don't know when my sister will grow up enough to let us back in her life (so we can see my niece and also because we are family and she needs to get a clue) so if you would be willing to pray that I'd be able to do that- it would mean a lot to me. I didn't realize I'd be crying so hard once the squirt left the house. She was a preemie and is a tiny little thing, so DH and I called her squirt. She used to get sooo mad when we called her that! She'd scrunch her face, and put her hands on her hips and say "I'm not a skwert'ah" (almost everything she says ends with an uh or ah sound). DH is Uncle John-uh for example.
Okay off to paint my nails so my potential employer doesn't notice how fluffy I am when they interview me.
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