To my girls - THANK YOU! To each one of you that has stepped through my doors. Or stepped foot in my drive way or garage when classes were there, or at Femmefit, or the park or back at the Painted Cowgirl.
Tag: Life
It Was.
But I let it get this far.
And my parents were in the next room.
It’s my fault.
She’s One.
My ‘first born to me’ yet the fourth child I have been privileged to love as my own.
Mother’s Day.
I always wanted her to be my best friend, my confidant, my safe place...
365 Days.
I’ll never forget the feeling in my stomach when I was waiting to meet you. It didn’t go away for a few days. You were so tiny. Two months old but resembled a newborn.
Some Days.
I’m not sure what hurts more...
Hands Full
Have you ever looked at a picture and been so overwhelmed with emotion that your heart literally ached?
Imagine This.
Driving away.
Driving away from your home.
The only home you have ever known.
It’s a Girl.
I wanted a boy.
At the time, I already had one boy, so I knew what to expect.
But that was not really the reason.
It’s Messy.
I need to be all in.
Superficially, I am.
I preach about openness and having a heart for foster care.
Foster, Life & Love 