On December 30th Don and I received some wonderful news. As of that day we became licensed foster parents! We made the announcement on facebook and I was overwhelmed at the response: 115 likes and 33 heartfelt comments of encouragement from family and friends.
Since that day we have been praying about who God will bring to our family. We are not in a hurry because we know we can count on God’s timing. We are praying for His will to be done in all of it. We just want to make a difference.
We’ve had two phone calls so far. The first phone call was for two siblings smaller than Kinsley. We got the call about a week ago, listened to the message, and called back five minutes later to find out they had already been placed. That was fast! We are okay with it though because we want to start out with one child, not two. But, we are keeping an open mind as the scenarios are presented.
The second phone call came yesterday for a kiddo three years younger than Kinsley. I got the run-down on the phone and accepted this placement because it seemed this little one would fit right into our family. We were told an attempt was being made to find relatives first and that we’d be hearing from the state soon. An hour or so later we were told other arrangements had been made. We are totally okay with this. From what I understand this happens a lot. No problem.
One thing I forgot to ask on the telephone is whether or not the kiddo was in pre-school or kindergarten. I will have to remember to ask that question next time.
The other thing we learned is if we have a Wednesday placement we’ll be juggling around youth activities at church. I think it’s better for our whole family to be home together the first time a kiddo comes to live with us. We’ll just have to catch up with youth activities the following week if a kiddo comes to our home for the first time on a Wednesday.
It's good to know the state makes every effort to try and find relatives first. That makes me feel better for the kiddo. I’m sure they would feel more at ease with a relative than with people who they have never met. I can’t imagine how scared they must be when CPS steps in and takes them out of their home.
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