Well that was positively AWFUL and WONDERFUL at the same time... Monkey's dad desperately wanted to bring him home today, so we said okay (doing paperwork tomorrow). When he came to pick him up, he was in tears. Not only tears of joy for himself, but tears of sorrow FOR ME... Makes me like him even more than I already did.
He thanked me over and over for everything that I've done for Monkey and their family and told me how very sorry he is that this is causing me pain. I tried not to cry, but it totally didn't work (especially because HE was in tears!) He was so hesitant to leave because he didn't want to cause me any more pain, so I kind of had to eventually kick him out the door. :') Monkey will be back on Sunday, but for now, I'm just gonna cry a little bit, say goodbye to what WAS, and try to focus on creating a new "normal" for Monkey, me, and his dad.