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}
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
The most common question I am asked when seeing someone I know whether at the grocery store, post office, or church is no longer, "How are you doing?" but rather, "So do you get to keep her?" In fact, its only a little past noon and I have already been asked "the question" three times… Continue reading So Do You Get To Keep Her?
Typically, my day begins with me quietly tiptoeing into the kitchen as I do not want to wake up the three-year old cutie patootie we have been hosting since January through the Safe Families for Children program. Once she does wake up from her slumber, I usually grab two bowls out of the kitchen cabinet… Continue reading Tales of Fostering: The Unknown
This past Tuesday at 1pm, a judge made the decision as to whether Goldilocks, the three-year old cutie patootie we have been fostering should return home to her family or continue to grace us with her presence a little while longer. Days before, while sitting alone and thinking about the upcoming court date, I asked… Continue reading Does She Stay or Go Home?
