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Forgotten Fridays, Foster ParentingMar. 8, 2013

Forgotten Fridays: Twins!

When you decide to obey God’s calling on your life, you really never know where that will take you.  For me, the call began about 3 years ago. I became more aware of the world of foster care and felt led to learn more. From that came my discovery of The Forgotten Initiative and my advocacy through them here in Birmingham. Then, last spring, the time finally seemed right to take the foster parent training classes and finally at the beginning of January we were officially licensed as foster parents.  Our vision for this was one child younger than our […]

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Forgotten Fridays, Foster ParentingFeb. 22, 2013

Forgotten Fridays: It Happened Today…

For the first time I wept over them. Little Sis’ class was passing me at school, and I turned to look for her. Her best friend took my hand and said, “Where is she?” I squeezed her hand, escaped to my car, and I wept. I wept over the regrets, and the failures, and the successes, and the birthdays, and the smiles, and the moments. Then, I wailed. Afterwards, I threw myself a full fledged pity party. It was more beautiful than anything you have ever attended, complete with a coke, chocolate, and a new pair of cowboy boots (which […]

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Forgotten Fridays, Foster ParentingFeb. 15, 2013

Forgotten Fridays: Unexpected Feelings

Today is little man’s b-day.  We were ready to celebrate.  We had a party planned and lots of people were coming.  It was joyous to wake up with our Big 1 year old.  But there was one thing I didn’t expect as the day went on.  I began to feel sad.  I felt sad that I knew his parents probably wouldn’t call or write or send a card.  I tried not to get choked up but I really was sad.  Even now at 8pm even with little man fast asleep I wish they would call.  I wish they knew we […]

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Forgotten Fridays, Foster ParentingFeb. 8, 2013

Forgotten Fridays: The Weight of Saying "No"

Today, I am a foster mom who is overwhelmed; brought to tears and on my knees in prayer.  I have spit-up on my sweater; I haven’t gotten a full night’s sleep in 7 months, and I’m holding a crying baby as I type.  But these things aren’t the reason for my tears; they do not play a role in my broken heart. Why the sadness?  Why the heavy heart when all in my life appears to be going so well? Because two weeks ago I said “no”.  No to the phone call asking us if we’d like to adopt two […]

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Forgotten Fridays, Foster ParentingJun. 23, 2012

Forgotten Fridays: Foster parenting

As I’m writing, I’m looking out over a crystal clear pool of water with palm trees swaying in the distance. Vacations are a wonderful gift from God — a time to slow down, refocus, and refresh. This time away from our kids has also made me very contemplative. We have six children at home, three of whom we are fostering. I live with the reality that three of “my” children I have to hold more loosely than the others. With three of them, I have to be more cautious with my words. I cannot tell them, “I am your mommy […]

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Forgotten Fridays, Foster ParentingJun. 22, 2012

Forgotten Fridays: the final goodbye

Lisa stayed home with Thomas, who suffered from a stomach ailment this morning. I took the others to church. Mary and I headed to the sanctuary, while Luke walked the foster daughters to their class. A few minutes later, Luke stood beside our aisle with the youngest of them, Jennifer. “She wanted to come sit with you,” he said. This seemed especially odd to me since she loved her class and had never missed it to sit through a sermon-a fiercely independent child, who at least to this point, maintained a much greater affinity with the wife I left behind. […]

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Foster ParentingJun. 16, 2012

The Wheels on the Bus

Chance placed us there at that very moment in time. Or maybe something more. My wife and I stood with our children on the sidewalk outside the school as the buses pulled up through the drive for the afternoon commute. The last bus stood directly in our path. We all saw her. She was a foster child who lived with us for a few months. I hadn’t seen her since June of 2009, but she didn’t look much different than I remembered. Medium length brown hair covered her head and small, oval spectacles sat atop her nose. She wore a […]

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Forgotten Fridays, Foster ParentingJun. 15, 2012

Forgotten Fridays: From a Foster Mama’s Heart

It’s the birthday of their arrival, and the anniversary of a journey for me. One year ago today the girls moved in. One year ago, we were entrusted with two souls to be the incarnation of Christ to. It was five minutes before the first lie was told. Ten minutes before the first tantrum thrown, but I made it a full hour before the first doubt of, What have we done? crept into my limited mind. Little has changed on the girls’ surface. The lies abound more than the truths, and I’m told I’m hated because I’m not mother. But […]

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Foster ParentingJun. 2, 2012

Sometime’s They Don’t…

Little girls should laugh. Sometimes they don’t. I met her for the first time last December. Her Mother and Father were abruptly removed from a local shelter, and together with her infant sister and older brother, the five had been sleeping in a car during the cold, early winter nights. Lisa called me at work. “They need a place to stay tonight. They have a place for the baby, but want to keep the four year old girl and her six year old brother together,” she said. The hastiness of it all caught me off guard-too sudden for me to […]

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Forgotten Fridays, Foster ParentingMay. 25, 2012

Forgotten Fridays: from the perspective of a foster Dad

Two Worlds Collide The boys were playing with the little girls on the swing set as I finally arrived home from work. It was my first full day back since surgery five weeks earlier. Immediately Luke came in and wanted to throw the baseball, while Thomas asked for a quick ride to the bookstore. I told the elder to grab my glove and hobbled to the backyard. As I walked out, I assured Thomas we would make time for books later. I noticed the girls clamoring for attention, but hardly spoke as I brushed past them. We threw for a […]

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