An angel gets their wings…

Went through a mildly rough patch with my girl, but things are back on the upside again (not that anyone cares, since not many read personal blogs from what I understand). On another note, going through a family situation, nothing too horrible, but its that my sister Tricia, who has been away with other guardians for a long period, was pulled out some time ago as the result of a dramatic epidsode that took place between her and our biological mom (I’m with my dad/step-mom) details I won’t get into. After DCF pulled her out, she’s been with an aunt, and just recently we (my family and I here) find out that she was ‘dumped’ in a foster home, which strangely enough is just down the road. I’ve kept in contact with my sister the whole time through email, and the DCF worker that’s appointed to her will stop over here to chat with us, to pretty much get to know us and check us out, and if she deems this a “safe environment” (which it very well is), she may be allowed to attend our xmas eve party which we hold here every year, which would be a first time thing for my sister, as she is usually on the estranged side of the family, her first happy holiday in some time. Another shocker, she may turn out to be my blood-sister, my only full sibling, the others being halves and a step sibling, but I always considered them equals. If found to be fact, she may even end up staying here with us one day soon. Interesting holiday it will be this year, my other brother Matt who’s been in AZ is on his way back here as we speak, things didn’t work out for him there, so he’ll be here for xmas eve as well. 🙂 Looks like someone up there is working double time to earn those wings.

That DCF worker was here tonight, met everyone, then talked with my parents. She won’t be cleared to come here by Christmas, in fact not even next week, maybe longer, because of formal stuff, paper work, and whatever other hoops the state makes you jump through. One good thing though, is that she was already cleared to be with her father (which turned out not to be, but still is in a sense) over the Christmas weeked. So when my brother Matt is here, we can just stop by his father’s house (yes, her “father” is his father) to visit Tricia, which is cool.