First of all, I want to apologize for being so slow to update regarding our guardianship journey.
I have to be honest and say that while the legal process itself was pretty simple, my emotional journey was not. And it was not what you would expect. I grew up in an abusive home and suffer from PTSD. Turns out there were portions of the process that wound up being triggers for me.
So, now it is mid-September. Our court date was on September 1. It was actually pretty simple. Met our attorney downtown, met with the judge, said a little about Cara, judge granted guardianship, some signatures, documents, and we were done. I daresay I wouldn't have been as relaxed as I was if I hadn't had the attorney. Having someone there who knew how the process worked was comforting.
There was a rather amusing point leading up to the hearing. A week before I got a call from a man saying he needed to serve papers on Cara regarding the court date. I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing and told him that she was not going to have any idea what was going on. Yes, but he has to do it legally. So he came by the house the next day and we sat down with Cara. Here is an example of how it went
Server: Cara, do you know what guardianship is?
Cara: Yes. (Cara was in an agreeable mood so all her answer were yes instead of no.)
Server: Cara, what does guardianship mean?
Cara: Complete silence.
Yeah, like I said, she didn't have any idea what was going on, but she was pleasant and cooperative so I am not complaining. She was also very cute. We did fill the server in on some of the stuff that Csra couldn't answer.
Now we have guardianship of Cara... Next step - let everyone who needs to know, well, know.