Dear sweet baby girl, You might not know what today is but its “Gotcha" day. Two years ago on this very night God chose to write a new chapter into the story of our lives. And I’ll never forget the first few sentences, or moments, in which we first met. You were only 34 inches… Continue reading It’s “Gotcha” Day! {A Letter to My Foster Princess}
I have drafted this post in my head several times in the last few months, especially in the past few weeks. But every time I sit down to put my thoughts into words and pen them on paper, I can't. I fall short every single time of being able to express my heart adequately. A… Continue reading Why I Pray Our Foster Daughter Returns Home
It’s quiet. I don’t hear the sounds of a Disney movie playing in the background, toy horses galloping down the hallway, or the theme song from Frozen being sung over and over. And it is because I just tucked our four-year-old foster princess and her four (or was it five?) Minnie Mouse dolls and Mermaid… Continue reading Foster Parenting: How It Changed My Struggle with Infertility
Two hours. That is how long I have been typing. 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 to write, and now obviously struggling to… Continue reading Tales of Fostering: The Cure for Worry During Nights of Uncertainty
As I sat in the crowded waiting area of the courthouse, I watched as others paced the floor with fear and anxiety. I saw the worry deepen with each step they took. And every time the bailiff would come out to call the next case, everyone would stop...but then quietly resume if it wasn’t their… Continue reading Tales of Fostering: Waiting in the Courthouse
