So the last few days one of my best girl friends, Jen, (who has lots of English heritage) has been inundated with photos, people and stories from the Netherlands (which is my heritage). She has sent me a few texts talking about when we last went to Holland and visited the Keukenhof and Harlingen.... Continue Reading →
One Weekend In Foster Care
When we took foster parent training classes 20 years ago, we heard a very impactful story. I am sure I won't do it justice but the basic message will come through. I am going to attempt to write in the words of the woman who spoke to us and inspired us. Her words come back... Continue Reading →
The Empty Frame
Today there's one empty frame on our wall of family photos. Only a foster family truly understands what that frame represents. Loss, grief, sadness, memories, joy, heartache, peace, and above all.........love. We have a photo wall which has the latest portrait of each of my children and we include our foster children on this wall... Continue Reading →