I need to be all in. Superficially, I am. I preach about openness and having a heart for foster care.
Tag: Love
Back to Me.
Those 40 weeks crept by, especially in the moment. I gained 41 lbs over those 40 weeks. (Wow, a pound a week! -- Yikes!)
It’s Hard.
One conversation that held so much weight. So much hurt. So much sadness.
Mom Guilt.
This is about a very different type of mom guilt. One I am assuming that I don’t share with many.
Control.
Well, I’m 27 years old and no longer have that relationship to crawl back to, sooooo…
This Is Attachment.
It has been 131 days that I have known you might not stay with me, but it was made real 2 days ago.
27 Years.
The physical abuse stopped once I threatened to fight back. The shaming, the degrading, and the criticizing never ended. 27 years later I was given my reason.
Selfish.
It is a term I have heard him use to describe himself more than once.
Too Attached.
“I couldn’t do it, I’d get too attached.” This is the single greatest excuse I have heard as to why people claim they aren’t fostering.
He’s Mine.
I knew of him in high school, but neither one of us really knew the other. Little did we know that April 2014 would be the beginning of our love story. It is not some love at first sight or fairy tale story but it is ours. This man sent me a message on Facebook,… Continue reading He’s Mine.
Foster, Life & Love 