Advertisements
I posted this on the special needs board, but I wasn't sure if anyone from here watched that one. So if I am not real active over the next couple of days...you know why...
JD's caseworker has not called me back since I left messages on Monday and Tuesday. His foster mother called tonight. She told me that JD did not believe her and he thought that this was just going to blow over. She told me that it would be good if I came over and spoke to him. I had to return some of his things, so I told her that I would come over. The boys helped me load his things up and I left.
He was standing at the door when I got there. The fm cleared the kitchen, so I could talk to JD. He started crying as soon as she left the room. The tears rolled down his face. I spoke to him gently, trying to make sure that he realized that the decision was not because he was a "bad" kid. I wanted him to know that I did love him and that he would find a home. I didn't want him to blame himself for everything, as he had to pick himself up. We sat there in silence for some time. I stood up and wiped the tears from his face. I gave him a hug, and I held him while he cried. I don't know how long we stood there. I told him that I will continue to watch from a distance. I told him that he needs to love his new family and that he needed to show them what is inside of his heart. I told him that I loved him...and I left... The only thing I could think about was that I broke a 12 year old's heart.
When I got home, my sons could tell that things did not go well. They were on their best behavior. They were attentive to my feelings and were sympathetic. J(14) told me that it was ok for JD to live with us. I know he said that for me. M(17), J(14), and C(13) are the most thoughtful when it comes to these kind of things.
So...here's to you JD. May you find a home just for you and may happiness go with you... I love you!
Like
Share
Advertisements