Have you ever felt so passionate about something that it became nearly impossible to picture your life without it? That’s what fostering is to me.
I’ve lived my life feeling just pretty good at many things- and then I found foster parenting. My heart has come alive through this journey and above all else, I feel as if this is what God has created me to do. While it’s unknown how long I will foster, and how many children will come into my life, I know I am exactly where I should be at this very moment.
The biggest question I get asked is, “why did you decide to become a foster parent?” The honest answer is that I can barely remember a time when I didn’t want to be a foster/adoptive parent. From my early pre-teen years, I knew that this was what I wanted to do. About one year ago, as a newly settled adult in my late 20’s, I felt that it was the right time to make that jump.
I grew up in an era and atmosphere where everyone around me was screaming about being prolife- yet no one seemed to be doing anything bold to back up their stance. I kept hearing people telling young, scared mothers what not to do. I heard very few people giving them options of what they could do instead. By my late teens I had taken in the motto of “Adoption is an Option.” But saying it wasn’t enough. Talk is cheap- I wanted to take action.
Being active in the church means being constantly surrounded by mission trips- mission trips to Haiti, mission trips to the Mexico, mission trips to Ghana- and while those trips seem amazing, rewarding, and potentially very needed, have you seen the need here? Do you know the need in your own backyard?
The need for good foster homes is extreme. Don’t get me wrong, this is not an easy path to walk. There have been so many moments that I’ve found myself wondering, “what the heck did I get myself into?” There have been moments where tears have streamed down the face of both my foster daughter & myself. Moments that I doubted I could make it through. Moments where I had to rely on the people around me. Moments where I gave everything inside me, and it still didn’t feel like enough. I hope to fill this blog with those moments as well as the moments where my heart is so full of joy that I think it may explode.
Each day is a new adventure. My heart often fluctuates from confidence, to fear, to uncertainty, to thankfulness, and back. But at the end of each the day, I am certain that above all else, I will continue to love without holding back.
Until next time, stay sweet.