Last night at 10pm my son and his family pulled out of Texas and headed for their new life in Lexington, Kentucky. I miss him and his family already. And I weep, but not for my son. He is relentlessly pursuing his dream and I am with him every step. I weep for the loss of my grandchildren. I weep for the lost memories and missing minutes of precious time that we could spend together if they were still here. And that makes me weep as I remember a time long ago when I was kept from my children by way of a lie. And I weep for all of the loving parents who have missed so much time and so many memories because of parental alienation and our unfair courts and custody system. And then you pile on the havoc and sadness caused by our dysfunctional cps system and you begin, and I do mean just begin, to feel the pain and sense of loss that these unfortunate souls carry with them every minute of every day that they are separated from their children and grandchildren. And it’s not just loving parents that are being separated from their children; it is aunts and uncles, grandmothers and grandfathers and even siblings.

You begin to truly understand the reasons for these peoples quest to bring awareness to these issues and your heart gets heavy for them. Publicity in regard to their fight is rare and the media for the most part shies away from stories of these injustices. Those in the movement for reform don’t understand why. But I do, I believe that the media wants us to think that all is as it should be and needs to be, and they would tell you countless stories of how CPS has saved many children from harm. And they have, but in the process they have also destroyed many too, by way of removing them from loving parents because false allegations of physical, mental or sexual abuse were levied against that parent and cps did what was indeed best for the children, they immediately removed them from possible harm. Notice I said “possible” harm. An immediate and thorough investigation should be done to find out if any of the allegations are true , and often times it just doesn’t happen that way. And severe penalties should be imposed on those that file these false allegations and separate people from those they love. But it rarely happens. You see it all comes down to money, and the parent with the most money has the upper hand. As does the dysfunctional system that profits from all of this misfortune, from the courts to the attorneys to the child protective services departments and even down to the child support divisions and as far up as the states themselves. Like everything else, it’s all about the money.

Oh you have your groups that tout how they protect children and do what is best for the children, groups like Justice for children for example, and they do a world of good for many of our children. But they along with all of the other dysfunctional systems also wreak havoc to many. Simply by saying that “Parental alienation syndrome is junk science, made up and used by abusive parents to further abuse”, they are destroying lives and denying loving parents from being with their children, those children that they live and breath and cry for. It’s sad isn’t it? I weep for them.

My son and his family moving away has given me the sense of loss that I always knew was there, the one I have fought for and felt before thanks to false allegations of sexual abuse levied against me so many years ago. I am one of the few that beat back that unfair system and kept a life with my children, but I had to do something terribly wrong and unthinkable to do so. I kidnapped them. And I do not want anyone else to ever do that, it is not the answer, I want awareness brought to these issues and change to come about. I want loving mothers and fathers and other family members to have and hold and raise their children. I was lucky; I was there to teach my children how to ride a bike. I was there to be the tooth fairy and the Easter bunny and watch them in school plays and sports. I know how much these people are missing and we need to put these families back together so that they don’t miss anymore of those precious memories and it all starts with awareness and spreading the word about this. And so I weep.