Who's the Rat?

Yesterday, in a fit of controlled anger, I had blogged about some stuff about John and how I am disagreeing with the decisions being made about him. But fortunately, I left out much of the details and a lot of my emotion. Before court for Salinda this morning, John's social worker came up to me and shook my hand. I jokingly said, "How can you even shake my hand when you know how pissed I am at you."

He responded, "Yeah, I guess. I read your blog last night."

"Really?" I was almost speechless. Apparently someone let the worker know that he was being "Dissed" on my blog. Fortunately, he didn't think it was "that bad." But now I'm wondering, who's the rat?

Actually, managing this blog is difficult. When I first started to blog, I was blogging for myself and for other adoptive parents across the country. This is still the audience I have in mind.

And yet locally more and people are starting to read the blog. Our neighbors, church members, kids teachers, and now social workers.

So I ask myself this question: Should I be more careful in what I write considering who my readers are? Should I risk offending them?

Fortunately, John's social worker is very self-differentiated and separates very well from the position. We have agreed to disagree often (ok, almost always). And, as I repeatedly point out, the day will come when the case will be closed for the social worker.

But the day will never come when the case is closed for us. John is our son. For better for worse. Til death.