Don't be sad that it's over, just be glad that it happened to us. That's the first line of a song that's been on repeat since this morning. It's a song I'm sure a lot of girls play after a breakup, but that's not why I'm playing it. I'm playing it because my heart is preparing ...
It's been a long time since I've shared about our journey as a foster family. As I was looking through my blog post drafts, I found a post I wrote ten months ago but never shared. We had fostered a beautiful little boy for almost a year. I wrote this post the night we found ...
The sun had just begun to set and only minutes remained before the park closed for the night. The parents and children were all gathering their things from the day and were on their way out. She opened the gate that stood between the park and the parking lot, and stepped inside. She heard the children ...
I love getting into conversation with individuals when fostering is the topic of discussion. I often hear the same reaction from everyone I speak to: "That's so great you do that, but I could never. I couldn't bear to let that child go. It'd be too painful." And every time, I politely smile View post
Our one-year-old foster baby is just learning how to walk. He's the cutest little thing, holding on to tables, chairs, and seat cushions as he tries to make his way around our family room. Tonight, I was on the floor trying to encourage him to come to me. Still feeling insecure in his ability to walk, he reached for ...
They had danced many times before. In fact, it was a regular occurrence for them. He'd wait patiently all day for her to walk through the door so they could dance. As soon as she'd come home, he'd begin to giggle and kick his tiny feet, in the hopes she'd understand the message he was ...