I often wonder about the children that came into our home while I was growing up. As you know, my mum was an emergency foster parent for more children than I can remember. Babies, siblings and young ones up to the age of 8 or so.
I would often wonder how my mum would care for them with open arms not passing judgment and welcoming them into our home without hesitation. They would come with bruises, pain and fear and I hope they left our home knowing there was more out there for them.
I may not have exactly what my heart desires but I do have and had more than I could have ever asked for. I love the moment my eyes open, the breath i'm given and the life I live.
How do you see your gratitude?
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