Loss for Words...

So if anybody has been reading my blogs, you may know my fiance and I are foster parents. Today we said goodbye to Joseph. It was a little weird. I have seen his mom when we have exchanged Joseph for visits, but today was different. My head was full of all sorts of things I could say, but mostly I was a little sad about having him leave. I didn't want to put my foot in my mouth and accidently say the wrong thing to the mom, I mean, we only know each other because the county took her children away, so I feel that saying something like "Good job on getting your kids back" would be weird. So I ended up saying nothing - which probably went over bad... but what the hell - what am I supposed to do? I have feelings too, and if I am required to be able to account for all my feelings and hers, I am left with nothing to say... it's not personal, and I understand my role, but if I am not over-joyed at your ability to get your kids back within one year, please don't take it personal, I have a vested interest in what I do. I help children.

And damn it all, it took over 4 months just to get Joseph to treat me like I was "in his circle". What I mean is, a lot of kids will act like they don't hear or sea you, and it's defense mechanism. By his dropping that, it means he accepted me and, in a way, expected me to be there when he needs me... it's a shame 2 yr olds don't understand stuff like that...

Maybe this sounds like I shouldn't do this type of thing - but honestly, I am a great foster parent because I care... I'll be alright in the end - and so will Joseph. I know his mother was not an extreme case that will require more visits by the county... she had some problems and because she got everything cleared up within a year, she gets her family back. Good for her.... truly.... good for her.

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