Wednesday, November 26, 2014

What Can You Do?

With Thanksgiving just around the corner I want to express how very thankful I am for all of my wonderful family and friends.  You guys make me want to be a better a person. 

I read a story a couple of months ago that has had such an impact on me.  An impact that is hard to describe.  I cried myself to sleep after reading it.  (Ugly, uncontrollable crying.) I sporadically cried throughout the next few days as my heart broke with his; I could hear his heartbreak ringing in my ears.  You see, it was about a boy he grew up in the foster system.  He would go to events to meet families looking for a child to adopt.  He would carry his report card proudly hoping that he could prove his worth to a family.  He would go back to his foster family’s house and wait, hoping that he would get a call that someone wanted him.  That child was never adopted and never got to experience the love of parents.  That child took the wrong the path and his life ended too early at 18.  As a nation we failed him.  As Christians we failed him. 

 I typically try not to read these stories, as if not reading them means they’re not real.  I buried my head in the sand and convinced myself that these children are someone else’s responsibility.  I’m too busy, too tired, too this and that.  I made up excuses.  But recently I feel God moving me in this direction.  I started reading the articles, I started donating to group homes, and most recently, I have started volunteering to help foster parents.  I know what I’m supposed to do.  I think that’s why this story hit me so hard.  Why am I waiting?  I know what I’m called to do.  I have such guilt for putting it on hold.  I know that when I do finally foster and adopt an older child that I will wish that I had done it sooner.  It will be agony to know that I could have spared that child some pain and given him/her love and security even one day sooner.  However, I feel like my heart is careening down this path and my mind needs some time to catch up.  My practical side needs a minute. So I wait.  But I now know that there is something I can do while I’m waiting.  It is ABSOLUTELY my responsibility to help these children and I won’t hide from that anymore.  I’m following the below hierarchy and will hopefully make it to the top! 




What can you do?

Also, please pray for John and Christian as they follow me on this journey.  Hopefully it will be a rewarding and blessed experience for everyone!


Sunday, November 9, 2014

Disney World!

 Where does the time go?  I can't believe it has been a month since I last posted.  A LOT has happened so I'll do a picture post.

We had professional pictures taken.  They turned out so well!
My little slice of heaven

Such a beautiful girl

My sweet boy
John and I took a weekend trip Sea Island.  It was our first time away from C for more than 24 hours but there was no need to worry.  He had a great time with Granna and Pop.
Our gorgeous view from the Club House
 The next weekend we went to Disney World!! It was just a short trip but we packed a lot in during our 4 days there.

He met Lilo
The teacups
Bunny Ears

He's now 40" tall so he got to ride Soarin.' Loved it!
Our last day there(Monday) I started feeling sick.  It came on quickly and by the time we got on the plane to come home I was really not doing well.  I made an appointment to see the doctor the next morning but by that time I was really, really sick.  Temp was 104.5 and I could barely get out of bed.  John had to come home and take me to the doctor and I had strep which turned it to scarlet fever. I got some meds and was feeling a good bit better by Thursday. 

BUT - Thursday, C had an accident at school right before I picked him up.  He fell and bit through his lip.  It was terrible!  I do not do well under extreme circumstances.  He was crying, there was blood everywhere, there were 5 or 6 teachers all staring at me and waiting for me to tell them what to do.  To them I'm sure I appeared frozen.  However, all of this was going on in my brain:  Where is Children's Hospital, what street, do I know how to get there, is part of his lip missing, do we need to find it, is he going to bleed to death sitting in the back seat by himself, Mom guilt! - why didn't I get here 5 minutes earlier, this wouldn't have happened... NO, we can't go spiraling down that rabbit hole right now... they're all staring at me waiting for me to say something, how long have I been standing here?  Finally, his lead teacher asked if I needed some help.  Well obviously I need some help!!  Thankfully we worked out that she would drive my car there, I would sit in the back with C and the director would follow us.  John wasn't answering his phone and I was barely keeping it together.  I finally got him after we were called back to a room but then I knew I had to keep it together another 30 min until he got there.  Meanwhile, C was such a trooper.  He barely cried on the way to the ER.  The only time he cried was when someone wanted to touch him.  Right before he got the stitches he was actually even chuckling.  Such a brave boy. 

Right before they put him out to do the stitches
I sure do hope that sweet mouth doesn't scar.  Part of his lip was not missing so it was a pretty clean wound.  They said he should be back to normal in a few days.  His lip will probably heal before my heart though!  That was tough on this ole mama!


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