I know we’ve already had this discussion. And I’m always complaining about people beating a dead horse and here I go again on the same topic. But I can’t help it. I swear, though. This is the last time I’ll talk about this sob story (at least until August).

We got the school registration forms in the mail yesterday. One big envelope for Keaton and one big envelope for Justis. I suppose I will have to call the school to tell them Justis will not be attending this year. It’s so sad. I went ahead and opened his packet even though I knew we wouldn’t need it. There is a camp they can sign up for. Justis would have so much fun with that. Plus this year they will begin their fundraiser for the 8th grade trip to Washington DC. Back in March, Justis’ Social Studies teacher spent a class period telling the kids all about the trip to DC. Justis was so excited. He came home that day and told me all about it. And all about how he was going to do the fundraising to pay for the whole trip. And he wanted to get a CD player so he could listen to it on the plane. And how excited he was to be able to share a hotel room with a bunch of other boys from his class. And see all the cool things in DC. And buy me and Dad souvenirs. And now we wont get to hear about any of that. He was going to give soccer a try this year too. Plus still play basketball and baseball. And now we wont get to see any of his games.

I just realized I make it sound like he’s dead and we are mourning him. He’s not dead. He’s perfectly healthy and doing well in Wisconsin. We haven’t been able to touch base with him yet, but we have left voicemails and have received voicemails from him. He said he ‘might’ be going out for basketball this year. I almost laughed when I heard that because basketball does not start until January. I will bet anybody $100 that he does not get signed up for basketball. I hope I’m wrong. I hope Nicci (or even Brian) find the time to get Justis signed up. And I hope they both attend all of his games to show him how much they support him. But I’m not holding my breath. It makes me feel so helpless. So I guess in a way we are mourning. Not mourning him persay (there’s that word again), but rather mourning the loss of time we get to spend with him. Mourning the talks we got so used to last year. Mourning not seeing him every day or hearing him every day. Mourning the loss of communication with his teachers and his schools. Basically, once again being out of the loop. Man it sucks.

I have to stop and think. If it’s this hard on me and Lee, it must be 100 times harder on Justis. I always like to look at it as he’s lucky because he has two families that love him to death. But it’s also very difficult because he feels torn between two families. I wish I knew how to make it better. But I guess we just have to do the best we all can.