Homesick
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure…
Foster care is a series of building walls, bargaining, and small concessions. It’s been four months of absence after nearly four years of raising the…
It’s been a month since the kids left, and I don’t have words to express the heartache I’ve succumbed to. Every day I struggle to…
It’s been a week. I was right in the middle of my textbook stress and grieving process when it hit like an anvil. For whatever…
As we get ready to send our kids off, we want to ease the difficulty of the transition as much as possible, and we don’t…
“But there is a fatality, a feeling so irresistible and inevitable that it has the force of doom, which almost invariably compels human beings to…
Dear child. We have come to a fork in the road. I can no longer see where your path leads, and I cannot hold your…
It’s been one of those weeks. You know the kind: the weight of your emotions has glued you to the couch, long, sorrowful sighs cascade…