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no, this is not about my life, and it's completely unedited.
Foster care exposes you to almost as much heartache as if your own child died. We had been caring for a kid for two years. We didn't think of his as somebody else's kid that we were taking care of - he was our son. Yes, he had more history and more pain in his life than our biological daughter, and yes, we felt like strangers for the first month. But he was our son.
Now he's gone. We were going to adopt him. We started a fund for his college tuition with the government money for foster parents. We checked his homework and talked to his teachers at every conference.
His mother got him back. The woman whose drug addiction and neglect landed this sweet little kid in the hands of child protective services and eventually in our family convinced the government that she pulled her life back together. That, or she got a good lawyer.
He's gone, and I feel like somebody has kidnapped my son.
Foster care exposes you to almost as much heartache as if your own child died. We had been caring for a kid for two years. We didn't think of his as somebody else's kid that we were taking care of - he was our son. Yes, he had more history and more pain in his life than our biological daughter, and yes, we felt like strangers for the first month. But he was our son.
Now he's gone. We were going to adopt him. We started a fund for his college tuition with the government money for foster parents. We checked his homework and talked to his teachers at every conference.
His mother got him back. The woman whose drug addiction and neglect landed this sweet little kid in the hands of child protective services and eventually in our family convinced the government that she pulled her life back together. That, or she got a good lawyer.
He's gone, and I feel like somebody has kidnapped my son.