Another hurdle down

This morning J., R., and I headed down to the county courthouse to appear in court. The reason? We were request that J. and I be given guardianship of R. It sounds more eventful than it was. There was no one else in the courtroom to have their case heard, so we were called forward immediately. The judge asked some questions so he could fill out his paperwork and then we were asked to wait for copies of the official decree to be made for us. That's it. The only vaguely interesting part was that the judge recognized us from when we obtained H.'s guardianship. The whole thing took no more than fifteen minutes.

Having done this twice now, it always feels a bit anticlimactic; as if there should be something more to it. It's not really something to celebrate because it means that the young adult in question is never going to experience being an independent adult. But it also feels like a relief that this particular legal hurdle has been conquered. It's a weird in-between kind of thing. R. didn't even have questions about it all, seeing it as yet one more thing that we do which is vaguely incomprehensible to her. (H. did have questions and was satisfied with us saying it just meant that we could always take care of her.)

I'm also tired. Tired as in the relief of letting go of a long held worry. For something so outwardly simple, it seems to have taken up a lot of low grade worry in my head. It's nice to have that gone.