When the doctor confirmed my worst suspicions and slowly helped me up from the exam table, I asked, "What happens now? Do I need to have a D&C?" He shook his head no. "You'll need to deliver." With those words, I was transported into a "through the looking glass" world where life as it was supposed to be was turned on its head.
I lost far more than my mother in the year following her death. The whole year feels like life kept punching me repeatedly in the face, then kicking me with a steel toed boot when it finally had me down on the ground. I navigated my way out of that mess by figuring out what brought more good to my life than bad.
Perhaps one of the most difficult aspects of being a foster parent is the moment when our child from foster care leaves our homes. As a foster parent, our home becomes a place where children placed in the foster care system come for a period of time, with the goal of being reunited with their family in the near future.