I check on the children, sleeping in their beds. I pull back my covers and remember something I forgot downstairs, so I go do that, too.
How those who loved you waited! Curled themselves into knots of childish longing – and then went home alone.
Confession: I promised myself I’d never go back on WIC again – Women, Infants, and Children food and nutrition service. I used the program once before, for a foster son with special needs who lived entirely on Pediasure. He drank $10-$15 a day, and neither we nor his birth mother, to whom he was returning, […]
You know deep in your bones that what he is thinking or doing or feeling or chasing is going to land him in deep guano sooner or later.
We do not want to be apart. For each member of our family, including him, this is the hardest part of our sacrifice. We love him, and he loves us.
I’ve been reading the book of Lamentations. It’s so beautiful that I tried writing an English prayer in the same structure, just for fun.
Here is a list of the songs that keep me going these days, from widely diverse styles. You don’t have to like them.
She is the cutest thing we’ve ever seen, and we treasure the days and all the times until she can transition to a birth family member.
I learned that what I eat as habit, or in the company of other people, I easily forget to monitor. But also that when I cut in one area…
Some days my life flows with a serendipity that astonishes me. Other days, not so much. Where will I find a box of the right size?