October of 2014, our journey began.
After a couple years of marriage my husband, Robert, and I decided we needed little ones in our house. As fate would have it, we would chat with a friend one day who was telling us the story of her adopted son and how much of an impact we could potentially have through foster care. We honestly had never thought of being foster parents up until that point.
Next thing we knew we were sitting in MAPP classes taking it all in and thinking holy moly this could be intense. Truth is, I think the class prepares you for the worst so that you know exactly what you are getting yourself in to, and while it can be shocking at times to learn the stories & situations of heartbreak, you also learn about the amazing stories of love & relationships that are gained. The love, for me, outweighed all the rest.
Fast forward to July 29th, 2015, just a few months after getting licensed, we got the call for a 9-month-old baby girl. She was coming into foster care and needed a home after suffering from neglect living in a home where domestic violence was frequent. This precious baby girl, who looked so frightened, was ours to love and shelter and provide all the things she would need until it was time for her to be reunited with her parents. To say we were instantly in love is a vast understatement.
Soon after navigating our new normal of being a family of three, we were contacted by our agency to take in another little girl. She was coming to us because of a very different situation. At just 2 ½ this little girl was in desperate need of a permanent home as her “case plan” had already been changed to adoption. In her very short 2 1/2 years of life, she had already endured so much and had lived in 5 different homes, prior to ours. I remember my husband saying “I’ve only lived in two different places in my over 30 years of life, I can’t imagine over 5 homes in 2 ½ years of life” and wow, that just really put it into perspective.
Shortly after our 2 ½-year-old foster daughter came into our home, we learned that our now 1 ½-year-old foster daughter’s case plan was also changing to adoption as well. What an incredible situation. These two precious girls might just become ours to love forever. Our hearts were so full.
Full of happiness and love but there was also sadness. We felt so much compassion and love for these families. Particularly the mothers, who had ultimately brought these two beautiful girls into the world and our lives. They simply did not have the ability to do what was needed to ultimately be reunited with their children.
One of my favorite quotes
“A child born to another woman calls me mom. The depth of the tragedy and the magnitude of the privilege are not lost on me.” by Jody Landers
always resonates with me because it could not be closer to the truth for me personally.
Now, today, my 4 and 5-year-old daughters remind me constantly about how much love can change everything.
People always tell us how blessed they are to have us, but for me, we are the ones who are so blessed to have them!
Fostering opened our eyes & changed our hearts.
Adoption made us forever family.