While our birthmother gave us quite a scare yesterday, in the end - she did NOT revoke consent. (hooray!) She sent us a text message at 6:08pm (our time) to say:
"this is [kelly]...no need to reply. i just wanted to thank yall for everything and im sorry about all the unpleasant things..i wish yall all the best."
Unpleasant things? I wish you the best?
Are you kidding me?
Ryan said, "I feel like we were just mugged in the alley. Someone held a knife to our throats, took all of our money, then apologized for the 'unpleasant' situation and told us to have a nice day."
We didn't reply. There was nothing to say. It was impossible to form thoughts. Besides, anything that came out of my mouth (or itchy texting fingers) would have been ugly, unnecessary, and thoroughly regretable.
It doesn't mean I haven't thought about it all day or texted things and then deleted them without sending, but it's over and done. No need to reply.
LUKE IS OURS!!!!!!
And that's all that matters.