Oklahoma Fathers and Families

Most of the time the other parent goes out of their way to not share information about your kids. This even goes as far as school records. As long as there is nothing legally stating otherwise, the school must provide you with the information requested.... Talk to the principle and explain the FERPA guidelines. ~Steve http://www2.ed.gov/policy/gen/guid/fpco/ferpa/index.html

Ode to Dads Written by, Andi ANYTHING SEPERATED MOMS CAN DO Separated moms can now be virtually assured that they will maintain custody of their children regardless of parenting skills while Dad struggles to retain his Teaching our children injustice... Separated moms can now dictate when, how, why and even IF Dad is allowed to see our children Teaching our children the value of control Separated moms can now get Dad to pay for all past and present evil deeds by denying access to Dad Teaching our children revenge Separated moms can now demand swift and sure payment from the government and Dad for taking care of our children while they themselves are exempt from any form of governed responsibility Teaching our children irresponsibility Separated moms can now live with another man to supplement their income as long as the government doesn’t know Teaching our children deceit Separated moms can now allow our children to live with their father as long as they keep receiving government support and support from the dad Teaching our children greed Is this, separated Mom, really what you want to teach your children? SEPARATED DADS CAN DO BETTER Separated Dads can now fight in court for years, spending thousands of dollars just to see their children Teaching our children determination Separated Dads can now drop all their plans and race to see their children when Mom ‘allows’ them too Teaching our children loyalty Separated Dads can now ‘wait out the storm’ but always be there for their children when he is allowed to be Teaching our children patience Separated Dads can now live in a basement apartment and work two jobs to make certain his support payments are paid Teaching our children responsibility Separated Dads can now continue working two jobs, knowing that Mom’s income is supplemented by another person’s, while his financial responsibilities remain the same Teaching our children self-sacrifice Separated Dads can now keep our children under their roof and still pay support to Mom Teaching our children the value of love not money Separated Dads can now listen to the horrible stories, through the mouths of our children, that Mom told them about Dad and say, ‘Don’t worry, Mom is just mad at Dad. All that matters is that I love you and will help you in whatever way I can whenever you need me.’ Teaching our children the true meaning of true love This separated Dad, whether you are ever present or not, is your job. And whether it be today, or years from now, your children will love you and respect you for the pain, heartache and selfsacrifice that you endured for them. Be strong and don’t give up.

I am an alienator. By: Karen Woodall I am an alienator. You know me well. You lived with me once and you witnessed my behavior patterns but you did not spend ti...me studying and internalizing them. I know your behavior patterns better than you know them yourself. I know how to measure you, test you and control you. I know what your hooks are and I know that the depth of the love for your child is a weakness I can exploit. I am an emotional terrorist. I will terrify you into submission. You will do as I tell you to do, if you do not, I will take your child away. I am an alienator, you didn’t notice that when we lived together but I began my work long before we went our separate ways. I created fissures and fractures within our family and I managed and manipulated reality, though for a long time you did not notice that. I am an alienator, at times in the past you felt a chill wind blow through you when my moods changed as I raged and then sweet talked you to smooth the ripples in your growing awareness. My mind is distorted but the projection of shadows causes you to believe it is yours which has failed you. Eventually you came to believe that it was you and not I who was crazy. You shivered as I turned down the gas light. When you appeal to the outside world for assistance I will turn my most charming face to the sun and open my arms wide and beseech them to believe that I only want the best for my child. I will widen my eyes and up turn my palms and say ‘what can I do when they don’t want to see you’ and suck into my airspace all those who attempt to bring change to the lives of the weapons I know I can use. My child is an asset, collateral, an extension of plans that I make to wreak my revenge upon people who challenge my views or attempt to remove the control that I have in my life. My child is a satellite orbiting sunshine coming only from me you could never compete with the warmth that I wind around their heart so that only my love is enough; making yours surplus, not needed, discarded like clothes that you bought and I won’t let them wear. I am all that they need. You are not. When our love ended my rage recruited our child to a campaign of revenge that joins us together against you. In my mind your betrayal awakened the traumas of people long dead and ignited the fuse that lead to the bomb that blew up our lives. Now, the souls of our child are hostage to wrongs which come howling from hell and you are helpless to hold back the tide which will sweep you and they to the death that is living with losing your child whilst they are still breathing. Your loss not mine which you and not I will have to survive. Sometimes you mirror me, two perfect projections that weave webs of destruction that sever our child in two, one side light, one side dark, you there in the shadows. But mostly it is because I cannot see my behaviors, I am blind to the sight of myself in the mirror. The only reflection I need is the love of my child to feed me and give me a sense of my self which I lost even before I was born. I am the alienator, annihalator, terminator. My aim is to end by fair means or foul, your place in the heart and the life of your child. I am easily spotted by those who know me but invisible to those who do not. You will spend your time, your energy and money telling them I am behind this whilst I smile and continue to shred the trust our child once held in you. I am an alienator even when I do not know it and the failure to see the shadows I cast in the projections I throw onto you, is the fault of a system so blinded by bias it is frozen like the minds of our child, the child being harmed right under the noses of those who should know how to help them but sadly, do not. In the plain sight of you and of them, the life of the child you love is stolen, erased and extinguished. And your anguish and pain are the gifts that I treasure. And your suffering compensates for the things I perceive you to have done. And whilst chaos reigns and the system colludes with my delusions, the power I seek remains mine. Along with the child. Whose eyes are wide open but able to see nothing at all.

Every second Tuesday of the month. Same time, same place. Let's get together off Facebook to discuss ideas and information.... ~Steve