every foster parent asks themselves
"the question"
how will I let go, how will I sleep?
knowing what I am about to ask of myself
I understand, I really do
I wondered the same thing
no longer am I surprised
when sleep comes
sometimes I wonder
whether I really knew a good night's sleep before
the question that has pulled me in different directions
has but one conclusion
love them with every ounce of your being
every moment of every day
when the time comes to let them go
know that not a drop was wasted
trusting another with your “baby"
is a leap of faith
a life affirming leap of faith
affording them the opportunity
for a lifetime of love
and an unbreakable bond
an opportunity they never had
until you called them yours
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC
every foster parent asks themselves
"the question"
how will I let go, how will I sleep?
knowing what I am about to ask of myself
I understand, I really do
I wondered the same thing
no longer am I surprised
when sleep comes
sometimes I wonder
whether I really knew a good night's sleep before
the question that has pulled me in different directions
has but one conclusion
love them with every ounce of your being
every moment of every day
when the time comes to let them go
know that not a drop was wasted
trusting another with your “baby"
is a leap of faith
a life affirming leap of faith
affording them the opportunity
for a lifetime of love
and an unbreakable bond
an opportunity they never had
until you called them yours
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