Posts filed under: Foster Care

Chapter Two- The NICU

You never forget the moment you meet one of the loves of your life. When the phone rang, the man from child placement on the other end of the line said, “Ma’am, I suppose there’s been a mistake. Are you... Read More

Chapter One- Mountains

Fire safety plans, lists of rules and consequences, tax returns, bank statements, transcripts, medical records. There is a mountain of paperwork that comes with a license to foster. There are hours of classes in which you are given information that... Read More

Three Eggs

*This is the first in an installment of a series I intend to write about my five years of experience as a foster mom. In August of 2010, I found myself suddenly in Tanzania on a bus full of high... Read More

I was not a perfect foster parent.

When my former husband and I got licensed as foster parents in 2010, our license came with big plans. Inspired by women I met in a foster care support group, I planned to love the parents of the children placed... Read More

How May I Serve?

I’ve found that when you seriously ask the above question, and then wait for the answer, you get what you asked for. The doors get blown off your life, the wheels go missing, your Universe expands, and just when you... Read More

My Letter

Flower, You’ve been gone 16 days. I’m surprised by this number, the same as your age, the sum of your years around the sun. Time stood still after you left, the way time does when our lives tilt off their... Read More

Slip-Sliding Away

“Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end.”- John Lennon   It’s been a rough week. In foster care, they say that every case has a honeymoon period, and it’s true. Kids usually... Read More


In most states, foster parents are allowed to intervene in their foster child’s case after having the child in their home for a certain length of time. In Texas, on year is usually considered the standard amount of time you... Read More

A Willing Heart

Every  birthday, from the time I was very small, I waited at the door for my father, until the candles would burn down almost too small, and he never came. My abuela would tell me he wasn’t coming, that my... Read More

The First of Many

“Mama, you prayed and prayed for me? Why?” “Because I wanted you to be safe and I loved you very, very much.” “You gotten me from the hospital, and my birth mom left me there?” “Well, your birth mom was... Read More