(From Booger Bear's lifebook...)
Dear Booger Bear,
When I decided to try foster care, I never could have imagined how one little person could change my life so completely. You stole my heart from the moment I opened my door and you flashed that two-toothed little smile at me. I quickly learned that the best sounds in the world are your baby's laughter and the little "I Yuh You's." I learned that baby hugs and kisses and "cuddle time" with your little boy can make a bad day turn around in an instant. In the year that you were with me, I learned what it means to love unconditionally. I learned what it means to be a mom.
Day Seven:
I am unbelievably thankful for the little boy who came into my life and changed everything. The year that he was "mine" was one of the best years of my life, and losing him was by far the most painful thing that I have ever gone through.
But... "Everything happens for a reason."
Little did I know at the time, Booger Bear was brought into my life for so much more than I had originally thought.
Because of this little boy, I not only became a mother to a son, but I gained a "daughter." I gained a "granddaughter." I gained a very unique family tree in the sense that my son is my grandson and his Mommy is his sister. (Let me tell you, that makes for some interesting conversations! ;-)
I gained a first-hand view of how foster care can work. I think that was something that I desperately needed. I honestly don't know if I could continue fostering if I had no hope at all that it could work. But I see every day that Booger is loved and care for, and that gives me hope for all of the little ones who come into and out of my life.
I am so very thankful for every moment that I have with this little guy. I am so grateful to his parents for including me in their lives and for truly making me feel like a special part of their family. I realize how rare it is to be able to have such a close relationship with these children after they return home, and I know how blessed I am that I have that with Booger Bear. He always has been... and always will be... my "very special boy."
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