The 20 Year Impact of One Gift

The story below is shared anonymously with permission by a former foster youth.     When I was 9, I was removed from my alcoholic and neglectful Mom while I was in school.  I was brought to a foster mother who took me in with open arms, temporarily.  I remember all of the emotions I felt.  I was terrified, scared,…

My Story Monday: Attached

“My Story Monday” is a weekly segment where foster parents anonymously share their stories, tips, and advice.  It is intended to encourage prospective foster parents and demystify the journey of fostering.  You can view past stories here: My Story Monday.   My Story Monday: Attached I got tired of reading stories about children in foster care being harmed worse than the…

10 Foster Care and Adoption Tattoos

I don’t have any tattoos and probably never will, but that doesn’t stop me from having a board on Pinterest devoted to ink.  I’ve come across a number of tattoo ideas that pay homage to foster care and adoption, so if you’re considering a new tattoo, be sure to check out these designs!   1. Winnie the Pooh Winnie the…

I am Yours

I remember the day my husband proposed.  We had been dating long distance, and he had just given up being with his family and moved across country with nothing to his name but a suitcase and an eagerness to work in exchange for being closer to me.    I suspected he was going to pop the question later that evening,…

Still Orphan’s Liebster Award

I have been nominated for a Liebster Award, which is really the equivalent of receiving a chain letter in middle school because it’s an award from bloggers to bloggers where the prize is answering a bunch of questions.  I’m doing it for two reasons: one, I’m doing it because it shines a light on smaller blogs on the internet like…

Fostering: I Wish I Had Known

Hindsight is 20/20.  Below is a list of things I would happily go back in time and tell myself at the very beginning of my journey as a foster parent.   Things I Wish I Had Known From the Beginning   Set up boundaries.  We had a placement call for a case where the bio parent transported for visitation.  The…

Don’t Assume

Don’t Assume That… I’m a saint.  Just because I’m a foster parent doesn’t mean that I’m perfect, and it certainly doesn’t make me better than anyone else.  I see my imperfections when I need to escape to the coffee shop to make it through an evening with the kids, when I crank up the radio to drown out whining, or…