The timing was all wrong. We were so exhausted, and it was the last month of my school year, typically the most difficult season of my stressful job. We'd had twin foster boys who had left only two weeks prior, and we were still working through our sadness of them leaving. We had promised ourselves that we wouldn't take any more foster kids until mid-summer, after our planned vacation. We were going to give ourselves some time, time that we really felt we needed.
But we got a phone call. How can you say no to a child in need?
We said yes.
We thought we were crazy, but we said yes.
It took awhile for him and his siblings to get packed up and be delivered to their three different foster homes. D came at 1 a.m. He was sleeping in his carseat, with a huge yellow blanket wrapped around him. He looked so tiny. I picked him up and he opened his eyes and smiled at me. From that first moment, I knew he was special. It was in the middle of the night, he did not know me, or where he was, but he smiled at me. And oh, how I have loved seeing those daily smiles ever since.
This morning I told him that it was his one year anniversary of living with us. Of course he doesn't understand. We are what he knows.
I thank God that he is in our lives. He brings so much joy. I can't describe it. I long to be his "forever mom."
Court was yesterday. Another step. They set pre-trail for June 15th, and the termination trial for July 6th (that means termination of rights of biological parents). Pray for them. And please pray for everyone involved.
Today is a happy day for us because it is the anniversary of our pride and joy entering our lives. But at the same time, it is a sad day for us because it is a reminder of their loss.
Emotions.
On a happy note, check out our little explorer...he played in this box for days, until it literally fell apart.
