his single father struggled to adopt 5 siblings under the age of 7 before they were separated — the judge burst into tears.s. upon learning of his motive.
I’m a 29 year old SINGLE man.
I don’t have a wife, a huge savings account or a gigantic house.
But right now I’m sitting in the hallway of a family court, watching five terrified children — all under seven — hold on to each other on a plastic bench.
In less than an hour, a judge will sign the documents that will separate them forever.
The system calls it “welcoming allocation.”
I call it a TRAGEDY.
Three weeks ago, these kids lost everything in an instant.
I didn’t even know them, but when I saw their faces on the local emergency shelter register, I felt my chest shrink.
The social workers told me it was impossible.
You’re a bachelor, Carter.
You can’t raise five little kids.
We have three different households prepared in three different counties.
The idea of being put on separate cars, shouting the names of their brothers, stirred my stomach.
So I did a crazy thing.
I emptied all my savings, bought five child seats for the car, turned my workshop into a huge bedroom with bunk beds and hired a family lawyer with the LAST money I had left.
Now, finally, we’re in front of Judge Miller.
