Please allow me to ramble for a while, if I may.
I went to New York, for Dave’s RibFest. That Sunday night, just a few minutes after Euty and I got back to our hotel room after a delightful dinner with manny, Billdo, pucette, oxymoron & Chad (oxy’s SO), I got a call on my cellphone. It was Child Protective Services. Someone (I know who, but as you’ll soon learn, it doesn’t matter, because they did far more good than harm) had called them, saying that my home was not fit for children to stay in. CPS came out, and they agreed. My house was far too badly kept for children to live in.
CPS couldn’t reach my husband–he was at work, and had his cellphone turned off. So I did my best to handle things from midtown Manhattan (if you don’t already know, I live in Flint, MI). Euty did everything he could to help–he let me use his phone card (I ran out of minutes on my cell, and then the battery died), he held me while I completely lost my mind, and he used his last $10 to buy minutes for my phone, and coasted into Rhode Island instead of buying gas for his car.
And he’s also helped organize a few things. I had no internet access at the time, so my cell and work phones were my only means of communication. Euty got me help. He posted in his LiveJournal about what had happened, and Dopers by the score offered me physical assistance, as well as good mojo.
CrankyAsAnOldMan and Kyla have been up here twice now, helping me to clean my house. Kyla babysat my kids (while we were staying in a hotel room–the kids can’t be in the house right now, but CPS agrees that it was just the house that was neglegted, not the children. They’re staying with my brother right now, until CPS comes back and says things are okay, but they have NOT been removed from our custody), while Karen (Cranky) and I cleaned stuff. Then they came back a few days later, and we cleaned more stuff. Karen & Kyla both bought a few things for me & the kids as well.
My husband has also been kicking ass & taking names in the cleaning department. Yes, we have some serious issues with each other, but we have been able to set those aside and work as a team to fix this situation. My hat his way, way off to him for all the work he’s done around here. Some of the issues we’ve had have contributed to this crisis, but honestly, we have always been on the same page when it comes to our children. Our goal right now is to get our kids back into our home. And that will happen.
Why am I sharing such an intensely personal, completely devastating thing with you, you might be asking?
Because this is why people refer to the SDMB as a community. Some may say it’s “just a message board.” But it isn’t. It is SO much more than that.
Yes, the fests are fun, and it’s great to be able to put faces to the names. But dammit, this place pulls together to help it’s members like no other place I’ve ever seen. People like Euty, Cranky, Kyla, DAVEW0071, Zappo, manny, and a zillion others here on the SDMB and LJ have literally carried me through this, the single worst crisis of my entire life. The level of love and support I have received just makes me cry. I am so grateful, and so humbled.
I am not worthy of you. But I swear, I will make myself worthy.
My kids are home now.
Thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you all.
Much love,
Cristi