A glimmer

I emailed our old social worker (who no longer works at that agency) last week about the AJ situation. She suggested we get a transcript of the trial from four years ago and share it with the current prosecutor, so I spent some time on the phone trying to figure out how to do that.

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On my second phone call to the court system, after I introduced myself, the woman replied, "Oh, I hoped I'd hear from you!" Not only was CourtWoman familiar with the current issues, but she was also involved with our trial before. She'd kept track of Peggy since Peggy was involved in the juvenile court system herself as a young person. CourtWoman's disgusted with Peggy, and told me that any sane person who temporarily lost custody of her children would be out doing whatever she had to do to ensure the return of those children. But not Peggy. Nope, Peggy is out going to bars, hanging with various men, and possibly losing one of her two part-time jobs.

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Anyway, when I first got on the phone with CourtWoman and heard how she responded to my name, I started to cry and I got the shakes. I'm still shakey. It just seemed so nice to have her be glad that we were involved. She also said she and the head of our old agency did a little happy-dance together when AgencyLady reported to her that we'd been in contact with her.

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The CourtWoman was able to give me the names of the Child Protective Services caseworker AND the name of the prosecuting attorney, since the grandma wasn't comfortable with sharing any names. I have a message in to CPS, and am gearing up my courage to call the prosecuting attorney.

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CourtWoman told me that the people working the system are so fed up with Peggy that they're going to ask for her parental rights to be terminated at the first hearing on February 17.