Anthony is spending the night at his brother's house. He was very excited to be able to go to his first "sleepover". When I told him about the plans he whooped for joy and ran to get his backpack. He had all of his clothes packed about 5 hours before he was supposed to go. As a side thought he did turn to me at one point and with a hug said he would miss me. Funny how I didn't even get a hug when they arrived to pick him up. He just grabbed his bag and ran out the door. I don't even think I got a good-bye. That was around 4:00 pm.
At around 9 pm the phone rang. It was Anthony. My sweet 8 year old was homesick. He could barely talk through the sniffles. I asked him about his afternoon, he talked to his Dad, he talked with Luca (who informed him that he missed him a lot and that he loved him), and then he talked with me again. I don't think he wanted to hang up the phone. The plan was to stay for two nights, I'm not sure that's going to happen. I so wanted to be able to wrap my arms around him and tell him it was OK and that he would be alright.
Sometimes I wonder if doing foster care is really worth it. Sometimes I wonder if we've made a difference at all. Sometimes I wonder if we really are the best family for these kids. Sometimes I wonder if they are happy with us and if they love us as much as we love them. Sometimes I wonder, and then I talk to my wonderful 8 year old and I hear his soft sobs and his choked out "hi Mom", and I don't wonder any more.
Have I mentioned how much I love these kids?
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4 years ago
2 comments:
Yeah, I'm adding you also to my check list. I'm so excited to get reacquainted!!
what a sweet story... and they ARE adorable! cute pics at the zoo!! and by the way,i have some CRAZY pics of andrew, too. we talked a lot about our cedar days last week while we were in moab!! (good times!!) :)
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