Some things, over the past 2ish years, have felt very right. Others very wrong.
Two Gentlemen moving quickly on to relatives: right
Sass waiting in the paperwork shuffle to move to her aunt's: wrong
3rd brother leaving this foster home to join the other two blonds in another: right
Little Bit flying to a relative she didn't know w/ very little notice: wrong
Beignet finding forever, even though it was not here: very right
So when my caseworker called to ask if I would take a third...a kiddo who had been here on respite before...I had to really think on it.
But it felt very, very right.
A very crowded civic, full dinner table, extra bed in the green room later, Curly, Sister and I have added one more. Curly will point out that "Now it's even. We have three girls and three boys (the cats)."
Even or not, having our new little one here feels exactly the way it's supposed to feel.
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2 comments:
So funny how God works isn't it? Like you said before, never say never. Many told us we were done many children ago...we always knew we weren't. Now you know what I meant months ago when I told you that "it just feels right, we always know". :-)
Awwww.....Yay!
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