I’m asking you with everything I have: 392 hearts are beating for my child and yours. We need 108 more TODAY. I wake up every morning and the first thing I do is check the signature count… because every single number is a child who might be saved. Right now we’re at 392. 392 people who looked at my story (at the pictures of my little one I can’t hold, at the court orders that erased me because I live in the “wrong” state) and said, “This isn’t right.” But 392 isn’t enough to make Congress listen. 
500 is the line where everything changes. 
500 is when reporters call. 
500 is when a child somewhere gets to sleep in the arms of the parent who has never stopped fighting for them. I’m 108 signatures away from that line. I’m 108 hearts away from knowing my pain wasn’t invisible. If you’ve ever: • cried in a courthouse hallway • had proof of abuse thrown out like it was trash • been told “you don’t matter because you’re not local” • tucked your child in through a phone screen instead of in person then please, right now, copy this link and send it to three people. Just three. https://c.org/RzrY4V8MZP Send it to the mom in your support group. 
Send it to your battle buddy from deployment. 
Send it to your cousin who “doesn’t get involved in politics” but loves kids. 
Send it with the words: “This one matters.” Because 108 more signatures today means some judge somewhere will finally have to explain why a loving parent was erased. I’m not asking for money. 
I’m not asking for pity. 
I’m asking for 10 seconds of your courage. Please. Share this before you scroll away. For my child, who still asks when Daddy gets to come home.
For your child. 
For every child waiting on the other side of a courtroom door. Let’s get to 500 tonight. With hope,
Eric R. Turner 
A father who refuses to let his child become just another statistic #SaveOurChildren #FamilyCourtCrisis #NeverGiveUp #ParaentalRights