I thought if I complied, if I was quiet, if I was good, then I'd be loved.
Tag: Love
She’s One.
My ‘first born to me’ yet the fourth child I have been privileged to love as my own.
My Dad.
My Dad is amazing.
Simple as that.
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 