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…
Those could be my favorites too! Looks like a delightful day.
ReplyDeleteIt was a lot of fun! :-)
DeleteHow cute is that!
ReplyDeleteShe just kept saying, "Goggy! Goggy!" I kept repeating, "Those 'goggies' are goats." She loves both kinds of animals: goggies and birds. :-)
DeleteShe is so cute, Kristi! What gorgeous hair she has!
ReplyDeleteShe is precious! Grandchildren really are the best!
ReplyDeleteWoo hoo Tiki Room! Been to the Florida one and love it every time. So cheesy. So awesome. :D
ReplyDeletePrecious!
ReplyDeleteSo adorable..sounds like a great day and a gal who knows what she likes
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