It's Not Forever: Fostering From an Outside Perspective

People, let me tell ya 'bout my best friend, Krystle. She's wonderful, I have known her since we were 12; young and fresh to the world. She's a role model, a hard worker, determined to lead a better life, and to achieve the things she wants out of it. 

She is happily married, and since they got married, they have been trying to have a baby. Something they have had trouble with. You see, Krystle has Poly-Cystic Ovary Syndrome, and that makes it very difficult to get pregnant. (Also, April is Infertility Awareness Month, so, be sure to get your learn on!)

They tried and tried, and it hasn't happened yet. So, Krystle and David made the choice to foster children through the Department of Human Services. As her best friend,  (we are pretty much family) I was elated to have more kiddos in my life. I like children and I was excited to meet this 8 year old girl and her baby sister. 

It's been a few months and realistically the girls will be going home soon. It makes me emotional, because I made so much room in my heart for these girls. I love(d) them like they were blood, because I learned at an early age that blood isn't always thicker than water. I want amazing things for these girls, I want there to be happiness and freedom. I want great choices and great things for them. 

It's been difficult to know that at some point I have to let go. I can't imagine how hard it might be to be the actual foster parent. Holding children in your heart for a season of your life has to be the best and worst thing you can do. My heart aches for Krystle; for the girls that will go home and lose her in their life. I feel so much, for someone so little. 

We will all do great things, and I can't wait to see where we all go.