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Almost to the finish line
I have sat and tried to put the last few months down in writing. It has been hard so bare with me as I try. Feel free to scroll to the bottom for the exciting news. 😉 I know so many are praying and we are so unbelievably grateful. It has been a heavy few months, and really just now realizing how heavy. It has been filled with A LOT of waiting. We have completed our TPR trials (termination of parental rights). It was a very serial thing to be a part of. On one hand we were so happy and excited at the possibility of Elle being ours forever, but for that…
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Long over due…..
Just a warning this ended up being a long one…… It has been awhile since I have updated everyone. I’m sorry for that. 2020 started out a little rocky. I was diagnosed with mono and it hit pretty hard. It was kind of a domino effect through our house after that. Brylan was hit the hardest and we ended up having to isolate him at the end of February so we have gotten pretty good at navigating the “quarantine” days. Everyone is healthy now and so grateful for it. Though it I truly had to rest. That is something that is not very easy for me, but I was forced…
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Called to foster care…pt. 2
In February of the following year we found ourselves sitting in an informational meeting for foster care. John and the boys were super excited, but I was still hesitant. I didn’t know if I could do it. Could we navigate this with our boys, and protect their hearts? Could we love a child that may not stay the same as we loved our own kids? I knew that if we did this everything about our life was going to change. As we sat in the meeting I was really hoping to hear something that would tell us it wasn’t the right path. As the lady talked the opposite happened. The…
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Called to foster care…..
That is what a lot of people would say about how they began their journey, but I don’t know if it is really what we would have said in the beginning. Adoption had been a topic of conversation between John and I before we were even married. We were open to the idea but we weren’t sure if it was a path God would take us down. Foster care was not even a word that was in our vocabulary. Our oldest son was probably 5 or 6 when he started talking to us about his desire for us to adopt. It started off with little conversations that we would just…