A Goodbye poem for my foster children
Our foster children have left their footsteps on our hearts - and it hurts to say goodbye.
I did not give birth to Allie. She is not even my adopted daughter. I’m her foster mother, but I have no rights to make decisions for this child in my care.
Katie is eight months old – a sweet, happy baby. I dressed her up in her snowsuit and buckled her in the car seat. And then she left forever.
Could you carry a child for 9 months, whisper your dreams and hopes to them, and then accept the fact that you need to let them go?
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