Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Gentle Reminder?

Note to Self and all of my loving, supportive friends and family...but mostly to myself. 

The first baby that comes to our home may not be the one we get to KEEP in our home.  I need to keep telling myself this.

 One of my friends who was also waiting with bated breath for THE CALL received her call on Friday.  I was so excited for her and her husband.  Theeeeeeen the baby went back to the family on Monday.  I know it must've been so difficult to finally receive the call and pick up a days old infant to bring to your waiting home, nursery, heart, only to have them returned to family days later.  If she's anything like me, it was love at first sight.  You go into this knowing that this may be the case for any call you receive.  That's what foster care is...you're providing a home for a child until they can return to their home.  The ultimate goal for the state is reunification.  This is what I worry about...how will I respond/react?   but I still feel like this is what God is calling us to do right now.  I know that if it happens that a child placed in our home eventually returns to their parents or another family member, this is God's will for them at this time.  They will always hold a special place in my heart...my poor, crying, broken heart. 

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Daydreaming

I totally could've written this poem...
 
Daydreaming
 
I stepped into her room today
Knowing she's not there
This waiting for referral
Is more than one can bear
But taking in the moment
I sit down on the floor
And dream of her here with me
When waiting is no more.
A little giggle fills the air
As I rub her feet
I place my hand upon her heart
To feel its every beat.
A song is sung so very soft
Her eyes begin to close
She’s meeting me in dream land
A place where love still grows.
My vision now is very blurred
The tears stream down my cheeks
I’ve dreamed of her quite often
Throughout these past few weeks.
Suddenly a sound is heard
The phone rings in the hall
Waking up I quickly pray
Please let it be "The Call."

Legacy Of An Adopted Child

LEGACY OF AN ADOPTED CHILD

Once there were two women
Who never knew each other.
One you do not remember,
The other you call mother.
Two different lives
Shaped to make yours one.
One became your guiding star,
The other became your sun.
The first gave you life
And the second taught you to live it.
The first gave you a need for love
And the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality,
The other gave you a name.
One gave you a seed of talent,
The other gave you an aim.
One gave you emotions,
The other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile,
The other dried your tears.
One gave you up --
It was all that she could do.
The other prayed for a child
And God led her straight to you.
And now you ask me
Through your tears,
The age-old question
Through the years:
Heredity or environment
Which are you the product of?
Neither, my darling -- neither,
Just two different kinds of love.
                                                     ~Author Unknown