Over the years, I have met a number of kids that I wished were mine. I even tried to claim a few of them. A couple of mothers were willing to share, one was resentful, and one promptly turned her son over to me.
I heard recently (through a couple of grapes on the vine)
that someone, somewhere on Gather, stated that the “rumors” regarding my health issues might have been dishonest since my daughter, Robiyah, didn’t know I was having a problem. Or, maybe someone, somewhere on Gather flat out said I was lying, since I stated that I was away due to health concerns. Either way, I need to clear up a few things.
I would be honored to claim Robiyah as my daughter, but believe it is something I should at least discuss with her and her real mother first. It would be quite presumptuous for me to claim her without even knowing if she wants me and approves of my mothering techniques, or how her mother might react to my intrusion.
I will take full responsibility for this misunderstanding. I am sure it was my brazen attempt to name her baby that caused this problem. Please, whoever saw my attempts, understand that I am just a butt-in-ski who loves the name Ely and has been trying since the birth of my last granddaughter to get someone to use the name. Seriously, I like it so much that I would maybe consider having another child just so I could use it, if that was a possibility.
For the record, my real daughters do not always know when I have health issues, nor would they, or Robiyah (I'm certain) imply that I was dishonest if they saw me mention on Gather that I was having a problem. I tell them on a need-to-know basis. If they invite me somewhere and I am unable to walk, I have to tell them. I learned the hard way that emergency rooms would not release me when I drive myself there, so I have to tell them when I get to that point. And if I know a doctor is going to refuse to treat me without sedation, I will let them know why I am asking them to accompany me to an appointment. But, for the most part, I prefer to let them, and everyone else, think of me as a normal person unless circumstances demand that I do otherwise.
You may be assured that I hate discussing my disabilities and illnesses and will not do so unless I believe I owe people an explanation for my absence (and then it will usually be under duress). I don’t really think I owe the person who made this statement an explanation or care what that person thinks of me, but I hope this clears up any confusion that might have circulated because of a sour grape.