To say yes to the child whose behaviors were too extreme for the last parent to handle. To care for them as your own. To answer all the nosy people’s questions. To justify your actions to people who have met your children a handful of times.
Category: Foster
I’m Proud.
I understand that in your mind these words make you feel less than, or that somehow your family isn't a family because it wasn't built on blood. That's not what you believe, but that's how you feel other people think.
Judgment Day.
It’s emotional and wonderful, but it’s not different. Not yet.
And Again.
The next day she arrived. The all too familiar knots in my stomach were there as I waited. But something was different this time.
The Other Women.
Other women have those memories.
Try This.
My family wasn’t made like yours, but you still acknowledge that we’re a family. Thank you.
Just Stop.
To all you well meaning people out there… just stop.
I know.
I know she doesn't need me.
My Ministry.
This stuff is hard.
Day 2.
January 6, 2017. Our first full day as parents. Remember that difficult question I thought I’d have to answer.
Foster, Life & Love 