Meet my kids

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0><script type="text/javascript" src="http://hb.lycos.com/hb.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://ratings.lycos.com/ratings/lycosRating.js.php"></script> <script type="text/javascript"><![CDATA[//><!]]></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://scripts.lycos.com/catman/init.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.angelfire.com/sys/ad/code-start.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.angelfire.com/sys/ad/code-middle.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript" src="http://www.angelfire.com/sys/ad/code-end.js"></script> <noscript> <img src="http://www.angelfire.com/doc/images/track/ot_noscript.gif?rand=123608" alt="" width="1" height="1" />  <iframe frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" width="728" height="90" src="http://ad.yieldmanager.com/st?ad_type=iframe&ad_size=728x90&section=280303"></iframe>  </noscript> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" colspan=2 height=110 BGCOLOR="#CCFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="03f506e1egerbq.jpg"> <div> <FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#339900" FACE="Arial" ><B>               PLEASE HELP SAVE OUR HOME!                       </b></FONT><B> </b><B> </b><B> </b><B> </b><B> </b><B>|    </b><B> </b><A HREF="default.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" PLEASE HELP SAVE OUR HOME"><U><B>home</b></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id17.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="My Content"><U>My Content</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id18.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="How we got here"><U>How we got here</U></A>   |   Meet my kids   |   <A HREF="id20.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Plans for the future"><U>Plans for the future</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id24.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Favorite Links"><U>Favorite Links</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id23.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Contact Us "><U>Contact Us @</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Updates and thanks to:"><U>Updates and thanks to:</U></A></div> <div> </div> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" width=190 BGCOLOR="#339900" TEXT="#080000"> <div> These are my children...at the top is Michael, my oldest son...19.  He has had some college classes and looking forward to returning once our family situation stabilizes.  He is employed and contributing to his families needs...below him is my daughters...Samantha, 11& her big sister Cherub (we call her)...my son Tyler is 8....and front and center is the baby....Krystal.</div> </td> <td valign="top" height=370 BGCOLOR="#99CC00" TEXT="#080000"> <div> Meet my kids</div> <div> <IMG SRC="046f0b40.jpg" border=0 width="240" height="180" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> My kids are all good kids....I have truly been blessed. Both my oldest son and daughter work...at the same place....My son is a graduate and has future plans for college...he has applied for federal grants...and this being the first year his father is unable to claim him on his taxes (it was in our divorce papers) he should be eligible for them.  He has attended some college with an academic scholarship he achieved in high school. My son is very intelligent, and quite the humanitarian..and I have no doubt that he is going to be one of tomorrow's leaders.  My oldest daughter maintains a 3.8 grade point average in the 11nth grade...she holds down a part time job and buys her own clothing and personal needs items....she plans to go to college right after graduation with scholarships and federal grants as a means of finance...though she is saving whatever possible...because our family has learned...things happen, sometimes changing your plans.  My daughter Samantha is only 11...she and her younger brother were born of a different marriage and their father causes much turmoil in all our lives...He is an abusive man convicted many times of domestic violence.  He encourages inappropriate behavior in my children and as a result, both Samantha and Tyler are, have been, and will continue in therapy.  Samantha has made great strides in her behavior and academic achievements since my divorce from her father.  She has gone from poor grades to fairly good grades....and her largest achievement...the Captain of the safety patrol.  I am very proud of her and all of her efforts...as I have shared her feelings of inadequacy at the hands of her abusive father. A person often thinks once they divorce...the nightmare of abuse will end...I am living proof, that sometimes...it never does.  I go to court with this man almost yearly...I have had supervised visitation in the past, and am going again...in March to try to enforce this "type" of visitation again.  Unfortunately, where I reside...the state seems to think the worst thing in the world is to not have two parents...it is not...the worst thing is to have to be with one that does not protect you...or your best interests.  In any case...this leads us to my son...Tyler is 8 and a wonderful child...though he too has had his problems.  He was suspended in the first grade for beating up another child...it was then that I took him in for therapy.  He has come a long way....his grades are improving and this year...he has not even had a pink slip from school.  This young man was encouraged to drink beer by his father....and my little man told his daddy..."no, it is wrong, I don't want to do it."  I have reported these incidents to children's protective services....hopefully....this will help...but of course, there are no guarantee's.  The last child you see pictured is Krystal....she will always be mine in my heart, but on December nth of 2003, I relinquished legal guardianship to a niece of mine who is to be wed in September, and has the patience of Jobe.  I kept her through the holidays, because she was accustomed to waking with my children to celebrate the holiday...I still get her every-other-weekend...as she is a part of our lives.  It broke my heart to have to do this.....but it was best for her....and for my own children as well.  Having her made it almost impossible to  make money selling things on ebay, which is how I have paid my house payment since my injury.  I had a computer crash and had to go elsewhere to load auctions....the baby was waking up through the night, making this very difficult.....hence....my foreclosure.</div> <bR> <div> I thought I could never, would never...take charity.  I have always supported my children...mostly on my own.  The older children's father has always paid his child support....but now only pays for one child, as the oldest is 19.  The younger children's father owes me $14,000.00 in support....I live in one of the worst states (so I am told) for collecting this...though I keep trying.  Through the holidays....the Good Fellows assisted me with Christmas gifts for my children...and food....It was the first year I was ever on their list and they were more than kind....I thank them...and God.  I have been humbled.....In the past....I have been ashamed...and guilty....with the help of an organization called First step...I now...am only humble....and proud of my children...and determined to do all that I can to keep them in their home...in schools they are familiar with....with friends they will have a lifetime.  With this I will close....Thank you so much for your interest....prayers....and any assistance you can afford.  </div> </td> </tr></table></body>