If you choose the road of foster care and adoption, you are choosing pain, brokenness, and sorrow. You are choosing sleepless nights and exhausting days. You are truly loving the least of these, but with it comes pain. You are willingly unpacking baggage filled with loss, shame and fear with every child that enters your home and it will spread… Read More
I’m not filled with romantic notions nor am I an idealist. However, I am well-versed in what the ideal childhood and marriage scene should look like. I’ve planned what my life was supposed to look like, and well….I’ve truly missed the mark. Okay, really I’ve completely missed hitting the whole darn target. And truth be told, I may be shooting… Read More
My mind has a really good way to talk me into anything. Ten years ago it said, “I think we should become foster parents.” And then it rambled on with all the logical and not-so-logical reasons why. So many kids need homes, of course we can set an extra place at the table. For sure we have a little extra… Read More
Are these your “real” kids? What if you heard of a little boy? He’s a “real” little boy. He’s made of skin and bones, and soft spots mixed with knees and elbows. Soft brown hair and if you coax a smile you will see white milk teeth and a dimple. He’s sitting on the shelf with alligator tears and blankey… Read More
Annie was the sickest baby that lived in my home. She was born at 22 weeks gestation and began a battle for her life the moment she was born. Her mother was young and her twin sister did not survive the birth. This sweet baby taught me the value of a single life. Her medical bills were counted in the hundreds… Read More
I was asked last night “How do you choose one?” There are so many orphans and the needs are so great. How is one going to make a difference. Why Dylan? I don’t think I answered well, but this morning I woke up to my answer. This is Alice… She was a foster child placed in my home in May of… Read More