Two years ago today we took this picture. Six of us, waiting for a table at the Paper Moon Diner. Just a family out to eat. We had no idea that there was a little one who had been born, and for whom we would get a phone call about three days later.
We had no idea how our lives would change, taking us from a family of six to a family of seven.
We had no idea that we would bring a little one into our lives, knowing the whole time that we might say goodbye one day.
We had no idea that this little guy would steal our hearts.
We had no idea that we were about to do the sleepless nights, round the clock life of having a newborn.
We had no idea about the time and effort that the many doctor’s appointments and screenings and social worker visits would take.
We had no idea that we would have a guy who looks so similar to our kids.
We had no idea that we would have him for more than two years, but he still wouldn’t have permanence.
We had no idea that we would get to hear another little one say ‘Momma’ for the first time.
We had no idea how many tears we would cry for him.
We had no idea how much love we were about to introduce into our lives.
Two years ago today, we took this picture. And while we look like a happy little (ha! big) family, we had no idea how much we were about to gain.
Foster Care Awareness Month is almost over. But foster parents are still out there, still loving kids they didn’t birth, taking care of hurt kids they didn’t hurt, and loving broken people they didn’t break.