Dear Mommy Before Me, Thank you.
Category: Foster
That Night.
We were equipped with the essentials, but we didn’t have many clothes or toys. We had decided to wait on buying age and gender specific items until we knew who would be placed with us. Thankfully, my nephew was a year older than this curly-headed little boy and my sister-in-law brought over tons of his… Continue reading That Night.
The Wait.
It was a process. First order of business was convincing my husband. He jumped, or rather tip-toed, on board when he realized that fostering was something God placed on my heart when I was a little girl. Either that, or I relentlessly annoyed him about it. We began inquiring about foster care in 2015 but… Continue reading The Wait.
The Call.
It was a wintry Thursday afternoon when I got the call. A call for a boy that needed to be placed immediately. I rushed off the phone to call my husband and confirm we are open to say yes.
