Foxfur wrote:Played a CD I'd not listened to since just after Dad died. Kinda been afraid to listen thinking it would bring me down. It did just the opposite. I felt a heavy gratitude towards that man I loved so very much. Big Big gratitude.
The backstory is this (yep, storytime with Foxfur):
My twin brother & I were adopted at birth. Nobody knew our Bio-Mom was carrying twins, not even the docs. The folks got the call from the agency telling them there was a 2 for 1 situation going down and that if they wanted to back out that it was perfectly acceptable.
Dad immediately said yes he'd take us.
He opened his arms twice as wide, went out and bought one more everything and welcomed us into the family.
If they'd not taken us we'd have been in the foster care system for god knows how long. Not many folks out there that would have taken on such a project.
Thanks Dad.
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I've had foster kids in and out of my house over the last 10 yrs.( all older, no little ones) I still hear from them once in a while, all are doing great. And only one has strayed to my dissappointment and landed in jail. And one has stayed around and he's coming to BM with me.
I think back now and wished I had taken smaller ones. And I would have gladly taken a set of twins!!
Totally awesome. I am also adopted...it really is nice to be chosen and wanted.
. Really appreciated the 'Happy Meal' I brought. We sat and talked for 3 hours. Best neighbor ever. We enjoy his cows when they come up to the fence near our front porch and we enjoy them when their time is done and they continue on in the circle of life. It really gives you perspective and appreciation to know the food you eat. One tends not to take it for granted and certainly does not waste such food. There is beauty in everything, even mortality.
. Maybe some day... I have taken her down for short visits and she loves it as well.
