Welp, I've been a bawling tears of love and gratitude for going on a week now.
Last week my girls and I had some great moments of love and togetherness. Touched my heart BIG time.
Thursday our foster son from Venezuela found out that he will get his green card and work visa in the mail with in 2 weeks. He then proceeded to tell me about his education plans. I asked him if he would be staying at our home while he did all that. He said, "I want to."
Most kids in foster care don't want to be where they are. When they turn 18 they want to do what ever they want . . . . . when they want. They don't want your rules and they can't wait to get out of your home. So to have one say that they want to stay is . . . . . WOW . . . . . . just WOW!!
L'il Red stopped by with a rose and a bookmark. He gave me card that tells me he loves me and he wrote a note inside that says, "Thank you for everything" in. He is doing well and transitioning back to his aunt and uncles. They will eventually adopt him. Makes me smile to see that happening. He can now call me auntie Klin instead of mommy.
Sunday after all the wonderful things that my family did for me I got the cherry on top.
The grandfather of my former foster son, who went to a group home for a time and the plan is for him to come back, stopped by. He had a hand made card from E.
Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you'll get until you take a bite. I thought that your chocolate was a bad one, but then I took a bite and it was one of the best. I wish I did not run. This place is a bad chocolate.
Being in a group home/residential treatment center sucks. It sucks even worse when your grandma - who raised you - dies 3 days after you enter treatment. All of this has been for the better. It doesn't make it easier and I know it will make him stronger. To hear him say it is a sweet, sweet bite of chocolate.
His card has a pop up heart in it.
I got a card from Squirt- Sassy's dog- that I found at Shopko. It was to the mom from "your dog" and was sooo soooo cute. She teared up. She certainly didn't expect to get a Mother's day card at 14!!!!
There are times when I think, "why am I doing this?" Months where much of what I do doesn't feel appreciated by the system, the foster kids, even my own kiddos (although they don't go months, just days thankfully). It's not that I think I need to be recognized daily. I just don't want all the resistance that I often get. I knew it was part of the deal when I signed on. I am generally ok with it and can cope.
When pay day comes it makes it all worth it. All the worry. All the tears. All the having to be the mean mom. It's all worth it when ONE child recognizes what you do for them. To have THREE in one week is like an extra BIG tax return on top of the Pay Day.
Now, if you'll excuse me I need to go buy some more tissues :)
3 comments:
It's nice to be appreciated!
I'm going to hold on to that thought. All I need is ONE child. Got it :)
You're a great lady Klin. This post was very very happy.
This was such a sweet post. My heart feels so happy for you!
My 8 year old wrote a card for me,telling me how much he "epresheates" all I do for him. It melted my heart.
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