As we enter the back-to-school season, so many parents, grandparents and caregivers are feeling a flood of emotions. For me, I feel the relief that I don’t have to coordinate
It’s early morning, and I’m sitting here enjoying a cup of coffee and watching “Hope Floats.”
I’ve already cried while watching the scene in the movie where Birdie visits her dad in the nursing home. While she’s making herself busy hanging pictures in his room and filling the silence with chit-chat, she turns around to see him standing with his arms out to her. She steps in, and they dance.
I’m a daddy’s girl.
“DSS dropped off a 4-day-old baby girl today.”
A huge smile crept across my face, and at the same time, tears filled my eyes in a mixture of both joy and sadness when I read that in a text message. Sadness about whatever unknown situation had a 4-day-old baby needing a safe and secure home, and joy that my friends would get to be her foster parents.