I just spent a hair raising week of possibly losing my son to the state and a suspiciously too neat of a foster care home and some state “socialization” program they had in mind.
After spending a summer with few occasions at work I taught my son who is 18 and under state custody because they decided he needed special needs because of his autism I taught him how to use a cutting torch, how to operate a forklift, how to weld, how to operate a bucket loader and even the basics of operating a concrete mixer.
The office of children’s services (OCS) here in Alaska blew a gasket when they heard I was actually paying my son to learn skills bypassing their programs requiring years and degrees just so he can be “better” than others and then get to the head of the line for a supermarket baggers position.
And then they had the gall to still view him as a piece of cattle in an auction lot refusing to hear him and his goals, no they were too busy hunting for troops, but in reality they were trying to soak me for him to be placed in another foster home. Takers seeing I am a good maker, but I’m not making any more and not leaving anything for them to take.
Prayers up for you both, FRiend. We’ve been fighting the Social Serpents to keep some modicum of control over a great grandaughter’s life, one who has spent half her life in our house. It isn’t easy.
Hang in there you are not alone....we have a grandson with autisum...these children are remarkable...I am amazed everytime I visit my grandson at what he has accomplished since my last visit....will keep you in my prayers...