A Quick Note...
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We became a foster family in 2012. Our first placement arrived at our home just a few weeks after our having finalized all our training hours, inspections, and paperwork. It was a Wednesday, around 7:30 p.m. Our lives forever changed that night. We knew then that nothing would ever be the same again, but even more than that, we knew then that nothing could ever be the same. We know things now that we can never unknow, have seen things that we can never unsee, heard things that we can never unhear, and felt things that we can never unfeel. Nothing will ever again be the same. Nothing can. Our journey, in part, has been documented through a collection of blogs over these years—accounts and recollections that have been sorted through, condensed, reformatted, and turned into the chapters of this book. They are reflections on some really wonderful and beautiful things, and some really hard and ugly things—because foster care is nothing if not an intricate collection of some really extraordinary along with some extremely difficult experiences. Through it all we have changed as individuals, as husband and wife and as mom and dad. Our daughters have changed. Our family has changed. Our faith has changed, and our understanding of God’s capacity to turn some really broken things into some really beautiful things has deepened in ways we could never have anticipated. 1
