I got to have a bath today. It was SO cozy and warm. I scrubbed my body and shaved my legs. I watched some Youtube but eventually paused it as I got lost in a rabbit hole of videos on my phone. And I don’t mean reels on Facebook or trash like that. I found myself watching videos of LD from way, way back to when they were new here. They both filled and broke my heart in one fell swoop. I love that child so darn much.
Yes. Foster parents do get too attached. Thats the whole point of this. To love these children desperately, like they are from your own flesh and blood, so they can KNOW that love!! No matter how good they have it here, or elsewhere, or for how long, there is going to be trauma to unpack, and I will NOT have these kids leave our home feeling like they were “just” foster kids. Nope nope nope. First smiles. First steps. Tickles. Messy meals. Bubble baths. New words. Jokes. All of that stuff is GOLD, whether that kid came out of your body or not. Their need for familial love is worlds apart more important than our desire not to feel grief when they go.
- This is NOT me saying LD is going. Just reminiscing and feeling that deep ache of love and uncertainty.
Anyway. I really enjoyed soaking in the tub, as well as in the rabbit hole that was LD’s infancy. It was a precious time. As have been all the times spent with LD π





