First Day of Spring

I meant to post this back on the first day of spring, March 20. 

I had this conversation with Evie the week before about how we didn't know when she would be going home because the judge had to decide that (after she had gotten in her head that she was going home in spring). 

I thought that was the end of it for a while, but on the way to school on the first day of spring, Evie said, "Yay!  It's the first day of spring!  The judge is going to say if I can go back to my mommy today!"  I told her that no, it wasn't going to be today.  I even told her that it wasn't going to be anytime soon (knowing that at minimum it will be mid-May).  Maybe I shouldn't have said that, but I know that two months is an eternity for a five-year-old with no concept of time and didn't want her to get her hopes up for anything soon. 

Of course, at the last visit she had with family, her mom and grandmother told her that she would be coming home soon... and even said to the caseworker who was supervising the visit, "Right?  Ask Sunshine*.  She'll tell you you'll be home soon."  Sunshine didn't confirm this but Evie's mom has been telling her for the last TEN months that she will be home "real soon" so I can't imagine the turmoil that is going on in Evie's mind. 

For everyone's sake, I hope it is actually "real soon" in May.

* I haven't given Evie's caseworker a blog name before, but she truly is a ray of Sunshine - always positive, sweet, and smiling.  I got very lucky to have such a wonderful person be my first experience with a caseworker in the foster care system.