May 14…Happy Anniversary to the State of Florida for losing their fabricated case against me.

Cheers to freedom and to the new, important purpose in my life.  Your anniversary presents are on their way.

Results of Emergency Hearing – Oct. 26 – Victory for my daughter!

I really wanted to write something yesterday, but my chest felt so heavy and my mind was in a daze. I needed to catch up with God first and determine where I was standing. Even as I write this blog entry, I can’t stop the thought process. The best way I can describe my current state is through a cliché. Something like, it is similar to waking up from a nightmare that is so real that you actually feel physical pain and have a need to check your body for actual injury.

The child’s father did not show, as predicted, to the rescheduled emergency hearing (he didn’t show to the prior either) yesterday. Judge Randi Boven allowed him to appear by phone. The child’s father provided inaccurate statements a couple times. He also withheld relevant information which to me is the definition of a “lie”. I was given the opportunity to politely correct the information he provided though.

Yesterday’s determination is that my child will not go to the “ugly house” any more.

The importance of yesterday, October 26, 2010, ending at approximately 4:30 PM:

Since April 2009, all I asked for (begged for) was that my child not be forced to go to a house where she alleged sexual abuse had occurred. Like any sensible person, I needed more information. Plus, I did not know who this “Leo” person was. I certainly did not know anyone with that name.

Think about this, please. For just a moment, picture a calendar. Then, visualize counting the days, beginning with April 17, 2009 all the way through October 16, 2010, that is exactly 544 days and sleepless nights. Now imagine that for almost ten (10) months of that time your child was exactly in the place she begged you not to let her go and to make matters worse, seven (7) of those ten (10) months in which you had absolutely no contact with your child and left at the mercy of incompetent reporters updating you on your child’s “progress and well-being”.

Imagine workers telling you they “visit the house once per week” and meet with the child and she “appears” happy” and is “adjusting”. But, they also tell you that when they visit the child the alleged perpetrator is “not in the house”, or “outside” in the yard. Imagine you find out through your own child that she was ill because no one thought it was important enough to tell you your daughter had a lung infection that according to medical practitioners may be caused by second-hand smoke. Imagine you are the one that informs the workers that the alleged perpetrator smokes. Well, I suppose you can’t expect workers who are responsible for your child to know what kind of people are really holding your child.

Imagine the child’s father tells workers he is not leaving the child alone and then you find out through recently delivered documentation and more of your own discoveries that the father has continuously lied to authorities and to the court. The father was working the whole time, including weekends, leaving your child alone with the alleged perpetrator and other, non-relatives with direct relationships to the alleged perpetrator. I thought the whole time there were agencies ensuring and confirming the father’s claims. Actually, no, I always knew they were not doing their work properly.

It’s just stuff like that. Tons of stuff like that that including the need to be on alert, documenting everything, archiving matters well into your memory, making difficult decisions regarding who to trust. Never-ending lingering in your mind while you are awake, in your dreams, in your nightmares, about your child, your trial, the non-existent justice system.

The importance of yesterday is that my child’s right to be protected from a dangerous person has been recognized. Perhaps not in the most clear and concise manner, but at least it is a significant milestone. Does that mean dangers are completely removed? Absolutely NOT! What it means is that there is enough risk for workers to have made a request to the father to move from the alleged abuser’s house and find safe housing for himself and his daughter. Unfortunately, what it also means is that if this was decided yesterday, why did it take so long for a mother’s sensible request (to stop her child from going to an alleged abuser’s house) to be granted instead of creating so many fallacies that resulted in so much pain, suffering and trauma to a decent, peaceful, loving American family, not to mention huge bills to Florida residents.

In the words of Tonya Craft, who was aquitted of false allegations against her person only three days before my trial also ended, “NOBODY WINS”. My daughter coming home after May 14, 2010 was NOT a win. My daughter’s father being officially told he will not see his daughter unsupervised until he moves out of that house is not a win. This is about my child’s right to freedom from abuse and about our Constitutional rights having been ridiculously violated.

Over a year ago when I naively believed that these types of “institutional” errors fixed themselves, I would have imagined yesterday as a day in which I’d finally be able to get a good night’s rest; it didn’t turn out that way. I suppose the issue now is that my family’s misfortune has opened my eyes to the “system”, the “secret courts” (which is how I refer to dependency court), and the broken child welfare system. So, in a strange way, there is yet another trial in my life now. However, this time it is not a trial against me. Instead, I am the one putting the child welfare system on trial. It is no longer about my child and my family. This is about ALL children and families.

And, to my dear daughter, I cannot predict what trials and tribulations are still to come although I can imagine somewhat. Meantime, my message to you today: Some of our yesterday was taken away, and “no”, that is not right. But today, I dedicate to you the rest of tomorrow that is partially returned to you, until the time comes for you to take control of your own life fully and choose the direction you will take in your great adventure. May you always remember your mother as a person that loves God, you, her country and the truth so much that she finds in it the strength and hope to keep fighting for our right to “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” – our God-given rights. May you discover, as your mother has, that the truth, although sometimes painful, will set you free. Above all, may your spirit always burn with the Lord’s fire. -Love, Mommy.

Results of Oct. 15 hearing…

My child’s sperm donor did not show to today’s. Not surprising though. He didn’t respond immediately to my phone calls or text messages from the court room. He did, however, respond this afternoon, via text, with a “can’t pick her up” this weekend. Well, my child gets a lucky break of having to go to a house where sexual abuse may be still be going on, at least for the next two weeks. I can’t tell if what my daughter is reporting now about abuse is about present abuse, or the past. That is for the professionals to determine. Meantime, I’ve always said the truth comes out one way or the other; and when it is least expected. (Spiritual credit: Notice how I was working out the human plan while the spiritual plan was being completed by God in the background. Things did not turn out the my way, they turned out in His way.)

The hearing went exactly as I expected. The judge had to be mindful of the “missing” respondent’s rights; I dig it. But, if it had been me missing, I have a feeling I would have had a warrant issued on my person. That’s just my feelings based on the witch hunt I recently endured. The judge suggested that if I felt enough concern, I should contact the DCF. I did tell Judge Aramony that that will only result in a local contracted BSO Child Protection Team worker to once again show up to the my house to do nothing (or to be specific, check to see if my refrigerator has enough food). What a waste of taxpayer money!

Thank you to all of my friends for your prayers today. I am certain they are working. All in His time, not ours.

Heading to court to protect my child…Oct. 15

Aside from the historical accounts my child provided to officials in April 2009, I am armed with a more recent June 2010 detective report with some disturbing statements (I have not heard or seen the recording of my daughter’s statements to Broward Sheriff’s Office Special Victims’ Unit in June 2010.) and a letter of concern finding sexual abuse indicators from my child’s therapist. Will that be enough, or do they insist on a tragedy that could be prevented? I am transferring over the risk to Judge Susan Aramony of the 17th Circuit Judicial Court in Broward County. Also, I am questioning what was allowed to happen to my daughter during the almost ten months I was kept from protecting her while she lived in the house with the alleged sexual abuser. Here’s hoping a RobeProbe ratings are not accurate. From personal experience, I find more truth through the Internet then through official narratives from government. At least I won’t be running into Billy Don Belter any longer.

“Official” Response from Trial Court Administrator re: Billy Don Belter

Trial Court Administrator, Carol Lee Ortman on Billy Don Belter

New Game! “Assuming the Lawler”…

I am officially creating a game called “Assuming the Lawler”. It is played this way: 1) Gather a few of your closest friends, preferably independent parents with the night off, 2) Have everyone chip in toward a good bottle of vodka or whiskey, your choice, 3) Read through Emily Lawler’s deposition and take a shot each time an “assumption” is made. 5) Total them up and see who found the most. By the time you finish the game, you should all be sitting in your own vomit.

Lawler Depo Part A
Lawler Depo Part B
Lawler Depo Part C

My hearing was dropped in the cracks…what is this?

On Thursday, July 22, 2010, I showed up “on time” for my 9:00 AM scheduled hearing with General Magistrate Melinda Brown. It seems no one bothered to tell me she has since become a judge and her cases are being reassigned. However, mine was not as I was told from court workers on Thursday, July 22, 2010. I faxed a letter to Chief Judge Tobin and received my reschedule rather quickly. Then, it was another reschedule because my child’s father’s very busy schedule (unemployed, etc.) does not allow. Then, I no one caught that it was previously a 3-hour allotted time for the hearing, not a 1/2 or hour. Blah, Blah, Blah, more of the same stuff.

Judge Michael G. Kaplan…one more of them.

Today, I was allotted about 6 minutes, inclusive of swearing in and having Judge Michael G. Kaplan provide a thorough explanation to my respondent about his rights and my offer — a request for a restraining order until mid-October until a more thorough hearing already scheduled could take place. The restraining order is to protect a minor child, 5 years old, from the person she claims sexually abused her. She has made this consistent report to friends, family and law enforcement. Because of an already traumatic 9.5 month experience caused by law enforcement and the DCF, this child is in desperate need of therapy. After about two months of seeking therapy, affordable and relative to my child’s needs, I have secured therapy for her. It is obvious that through therapy additional details of what happened to my child will be disclosed. Hence, my child’s father’s disapproval of therapy and the alleged perpetrator’s need to refuse the request for a temporary restraining order until mid-October that would allow him to deny all allegations until the restraining order ends and I take any or no further action. The judge, an inept, insensitive man, stated “I have not read through your entire request for a restraining order as it was a lot”. I agreed with him that it was long. But, he had a big issue with me not being able to immediately find the particular document I was to start my argument with. Furthermore, Kaplan continuously interrupted me and did allow me to ask any questions, in spite of him (Kaplan) affording my respondent an opportunity to learn more about the process. I asked the judge if there was not a statute that provides for leniency to pro se folks. Kaplan asked me to refer to it. I told him I would research it since he apparently negated one existed. This may be so, but his inability to show any human sensitivity, specifically provide me with a few minutes to locate one document amongst four binder containing over a year’s worth of documents, was inhumane and unreasonable. Needless to say unfair given his admission that he had not even read through the documents that I had submitted on a timely basis. Kaplan, you are unfair. You are allowed to be unprepared for a hearing, but do not allow a few minutes for me to set up my computer for taking notes, and place my four huge binders on the table in an orderly fashion so that I may represent myself to the best of my ability. I look forward to seeing you again on October 13, 2010. No sensitivity toward a mother that has just recently exposed various failures in the Child Welfare system and whose child was unconstitutionally removed from her home only to return with obvious psychological trauma from both alleged sexual abuse, traumatic unwarranted removal from her home, and current physical and emotional threats being done to her person, as she (my child) reports herself. But, then again, Kaplan stated he did not read all of the information I had provided to him way in advance. Kaplan did specifically ask me though if I had “seen the abuse happen”. He asked me this disgusting and insulting question within the context of challenging my ability to “prove” abuse had occurred. I don’t know of any parents that witness abuse (let it happen) then wait to be heard patiently to be seen by Judge Kaplan. If I would have witnessed anything, I think it would have been me under trial. Kaplan’s insensitive sarcasm within the context of a then 3-year old being sexually abused in front of her mother is the most disgusting suggestive statement any judge could have made. I hope he never has to “witness” any abuse on his children. Before I left the courtroom, I told Kaplan that anything bad that may happen to my child between the time of that hearing (September 1, 2010) to the future, I would hold over his (Kaplan) head and the 17th circuit judicial court. Judge Michael Kaplan and the 17th judicial circuit staff present are mandated reporters and as such, have ignored a child’s scream for help. Not a surprise given the frequent ignoring of parents fighting to protect their children. I was in an out of the court room in a matter of minutes with a newly scheduled hearing. It is obvious Kaplan was overwhelmed by a huge waiting crowd. Best wishes to them all. May they walk in and set themselves up in the table with the microphone in 2 minutes or less. Except, they don’t have over a year’s worth of stuff to consider. But then again, Kaplan may not have read the injunction requests in full anyway to give them a fair hearing.

One final thought from today’s unreal experience…a talk show/court TV show may have better merit for citizens than Kaplan’s court room. This particular injunction hearing was not to be recorded or transcribed. Unless you can afford a “certified” court reporter, pro ses and attorneys are on their own. Documentation reveals that when injunction hearings contain sexual abuse content, they do not provide any method of record of hearing content. Shouldn’t this be the opposite scenario in such serious matters? I asked if I could keep notes in my computer regarding this hearing and I was given a stern NO! How do you keep people honest in this scenario? At least Jerry Springer would have had a taping to seal this hearing into history. Jerry Springer has some political experience now doesn’t he? He may give Kaplan a run for his money next election if we compare each candidate’s listening skills and commitment to pursuit of the truth. Perhaps not such a silly thought after all.

DCF lost their fabricated case against me; however, the damage has been done.

(This blog is from May 14, 2010 with some edits.) (Please be patient while I learn my way around WordPress.)

I wanted to share some thoughts with you before I fully charge on this project.

In the next few weeks, I will be reviewing and organizing what I believe are the most critical documents presented in my trial. I would like to post them publicly for citizens to review and learn from. I think people will find some common themes in the methods used by the DCF and related agencies to remove children without a significant foundation of facts. Constitutional rights are being violated and no one is exempt from the chances of falling into the dependency trap. I’d like to make these documents available for your review and help provide and an overall reality check on what is truly going on in the dependency court and child welfare system. There is a real-life story that takes place in a period of almost a year, so it will take some time to distribute this information in its most accurate and beneficial form, but it will happen.

I heard from various attorneys the same statement, “once you are caught in the child welfare system, it is hard to get out. I believe my case is unique for the following reason. I was not a parent accused from the get-go. I was a parent who reported a crime, or a “possible” crime, that was not followed through. Then, a completely new fabricated document was creatively developed against me, by the State-contracted workers that I reported to the State of Florida as “non-responsive”. The other aspect of my case that is unique is that the State of Florida placed my child in temporary custody of her father who lives with the person that my child said had hurt her in a sexual manner. This is pure negligence. To this day, the investigating authorities have not criminally interviewed the alleged perpetrator. The courts have put in “protection” clauses into court orders, before and after my trial which are ridiculous given the fact that the child spent almost ten (10) months living in that home with that man. Even now after my trial, my daughter will need to spend (currently) one overnight in that home every other week. Like Tonya Craft, there is still “family” court left to deal with. Unlike criminal and dependency courts, you do not get public counsel. You are left to fend after a traumatic ordeal. Where is the justice in the justice “system”?

The best I can do to heal and cope with the trauma experienced by all my loved ones and dear friends is to be active in getting the word out to you.

More to come…For all children,

Police said there was no “Leo” in the house…there was.

Your child tells you someone named “Leo” hurt her butt. What do you do?

It would be interesting to know your answer on a personal basis.

However, police told this child’s mother that there was no one by that name living in the home where the alleged sexual abuse may have occurred. Days later, the mother drove by with a friend and wrote down some license plates. The mother ran the license plates through an Internet detective agency for a total of $38.00.

She found “Leo”. Reporting it to the police did not help though. The facts are, the police never did a thing. It was not until two months later that police visited the home where the alleged perpetrator resided. This late response only came because of the mother’s nonstop complaints about the police not investigating this matter immediately.

Original police reports demonstrate that the detective did not acknowledge a “Leo”. Additionally, there are several faxes that were sent to the DCF telling them that “child” was in danger. None of those faxes have been presented in any discovery provided by the State Attorney’s office relative to “child’s” open case.