This is always my favorite time of the year. Not because of the weather as everyone should know by now that winter sucks donkey balls. My skin gets dry and you have to bundle up even when you are sitting inside the house. I love this time of year because I don't go to the mall or shop much so for the most part I get to see the happy people. Strangers stopping to wish each other a Happy Holidays or a Merry Christmas. I'm not an overly religious person, although I acknowledge the reason for the season, so for me it's more about the feeling of the holiday season. The goodwill towards your fellow person.
This year has become extra special as M and I have had our first Foster placement. I've shared some of the harder moments of being a foster parent, but last night may have been the first moment of the special moments that make it all worth doing. The hell previously gone through as I put it last night.
After Foster's therapy appointment we were driving home. I buckled and took them to Taco Bell. (i mean really there was so many more places with redeemable nutritional value, but that's what they wanted and Foster has been doing so well) We started talking about the upcoming holiday break and they are very excited to get to spend the whole two weeks with their Dad and Step-Mom. As we were talking I slipped in that we'd have to figure out a time for them to open their Christmas gifts before they left. Foster kept talking for a few moments and then said hey wait you got me gifts. It was practically a priceless moment. I said of course we did. In fact M has to pick up one more gift that will be from your grand foster parents jointly. (foster has met my mom, but has never met M's parents. they still wanted to get him a little something)
Foster seemed genuinely stunned by this revelation. For the rest of the night they were all smiles and just kept asking what it was, which one was theirs under the tree and if they could open them right then. It was one of those genuine moments were the real Foster came shining through and the stress of the last few months was gone and they were a relaxed happy teenager.
I went to bed with joy in my heart. I am so blessed to have the life that has been given me.
Peace, Love and Puppy Dogs,
John
This year has become extra special as M and I have had our first Foster placement. I've shared some of the harder moments of being a foster parent, but last night may have been the first moment of the special moments that make it all worth doing. The hell previously gone through as I put it last night.
After Foster's therapy appointment we were driving home. I buckled and took them to Taco Bell. (i mean really there was so many more places with redeemable nutritional value, but that's what they wanted and Foster has been doing so well) We started talking about the upcoming holiday break and they are very excited to get to spend the whole two weeks with their Dad and Step-Mom. As we were talking I slipped in that we'd have to figure out a time for them to open their Christmas gifts before they left. Foster kept talking for a few moments and then said hey wait you got me gifts. It was practically a priceless moment. I said of course we did. In fact M has to pick up one more gift that will be from your grand foster parents jointly. (foster has met my mom, but has never met M's parents. they still wanted to get him a little something)
Foster seemed genuinely stunned by this revelation. For the rest of the night they were all smiles and just kept asking what it was, which one was theirs under the tree and if they could open them right then. It was one of those genuine moments were the real Foster came shining through and the stress of the last few months was gone and they were a relaxed happy teenager.
I went to bed with joy in my heart. I am so blessed to have the life that has been given me.
Peace, Love and Puppy Dogs,
John
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