I got a call after a court hearing that told me that a child I had loved like my own for 16 months would be leaving my house and going to live with someone I knew could not protect her.
One year ago every reason why I had NOT wanted to do foster care came and slapped me in the face.
It was a very hard day. But, it did not kill me. I didn't curl up in a ball and stop functioning.
I lived. My family lived. We are changed. We saw that even if "the worst" happened God would get us through it.
It was horrible. But, 1 year later Sabrina's mom and I are in a place where if I wanted to come see her I know her mom would let me.
Fostering is hard and you WILL get hurt. You will watch "your" kids get hurt and you will be helpless. It is no easy task to love these kids and then watch them disappear, but "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me." -Matthew 25-40