1,273 Days in Foster Care and Now This…

Day 1: The doorbell rang and when I opened it, there you were, a beautiful three-year-old little princess who was barely 34 inches tall. You had a small white stuffed animal kitty tucked underneath your left arm, a thumb stuck tight in your mouth, and on top of your head was a pigtail that looked…

Imagining Life Without Our Foster Princess

Our foster princess sat in her bed last night and after we went through our nightly ritual of bible reading and song singing, it was time to say our prayers.  Without hesitation she asked God, like she has done every night for nearly 26 months, if she could stay with us forever.  I would be…

Just Write It from the Heart

Two hours. That is how long I have been typing. And then deleting. Typing. And then deleting. Typing. Annnd then…?  Yep!  You guessed it.  Deleting.  Why can’t I seem to find the words? It’s never this hard. But as I sit here, deleting the original post I had planned and started to write. And now…