Earlier today my sister called me and asked if I would be willing to draft a letter to the judge assigned to her custody case, stating why she should be awarded sole physical and legal custody of Abbie over Abbie’s biological father.
Oh yeah, I could get behind that.
Three hours and four single-spaced pages later, I had finished a pretty rocking letter, if you’ll allow me to pat my own back. Phew. Reliving the nightmare of the past six years took a heavy toll, and I am too wiped out to compose anything else.
I’d really like to post my letter, especially because I think there are so many women in similar situations who might benefit from reading it, but I’m afraid to post it until after next Tuesday, when temporary custody is determined. If I accidentally hurt Kristi’s case for sole custody, I’d never forgive myself.
Please keep your fingers crossed and a prayer in your heart for Kristi and Abbie. My adult sister fought a life-or-death battle to escape her “relationship” (I use that term loosely) from Abbie’s biological father, so we are all very anxious about the judge ordering our sweet, innocent four-month-old Abbie back into that hell.