Thanks for last month's rains, and for the colorful hillsides.
Twenty-three years ago, a beautiful little girl was born. From the get-go, she was sweet, sensitive, and rather shy. She has grown into a young woman of whom I am so proud. She has worked hard to overcome challenges, and recently told me she is trying to face her fears, and asked me if I would write her story and share it here on the blog, in hopes she can inspire others through their own struggles. Although I offered to publish an auto-biographical piece for her, she wanted me to write her story from my perspective. At her request, and with her approval of this post, I share the following:
The phone rang, and the social worker on the other end informed me that a baby girl had been born 10 weeks early and drug-exposed. She wasn't ready to be released from the medical facility where she was currently staying, but would we be interested in being her foster-to-adopt parents? Of course! When John and I filled out our paperwork, we indicated that we were comfortable with a premature bab…
The phone rang, and the social worker on the other end informed me that a baby girl had been born 10 weeks early and drug-exposed. She wasn't ready to be released from the medical facility where she was currently staying, but would we be interested in being her foster-to-adopt parents? Of course! When John and I filled out our paperwork, we indicated that we were comfortable with a premature bab…
This time of year is so beautiful where you are! Thanks for sharing. I love wild flowers.
ReplyDeleteMy word, Kristi! These are gorgeous! I want to live where you live. Corn and soybeans and flat land isn't nearly as pretty as poppies and mountains.
ReplyDeleteWhat a gorgeous sight!!!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous! Wish I could see them in person.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pics, Kristi!
ReplyDeletereally beautiful - Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteThat is just beautiful! Thank you for sharing them.
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