February 27, 2008
Not That Strong
My brother and his wife are foster parents and over the past three or four months they have been the parents to a darling little boy and girl. They thought they had a good chance of adopting them and have been looking forward to it. Just today they found out that custody is being given to the grandmother. It is a hard thing. They truly love these children and it is tough to let go. Watching them through this ordeal has given me great respect and even left me in awe of foster families. People who are willing to take in a child and love them as their own, just to give them up as soon as the court mandates (and then turn around and do it again!) are stronger than me. I used to think I would like to be a foster parent and give a home to children who don't have a decent one, but after witnessing the heartache firsthand, I think perhaps I am not that strong. I salute the many families who can do this - you are angels on earth!
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3 comments:
Thank god for those angels!
Shari (from the blueboards)
I don't think I am that strong either.
I am so excited that you found my blog and you have one too. You are way better at it than me. How are you guys? I am happy we have found a connection. I need Danica to start a blog too.
Although I wasn't a foster parent, I did work for 23 years at a home for abused and neglected kids. It was most rewarding, particularly now, all these year later, now that those first kids I houseparented are all grown up with families of their own, productive members of society, having broken the chain of abuse.
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