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I’ll Fly Away (on foster parenting)

June 28, 2012

We have had a hard week.  We were shocked to learn last week that J will be leaving us on Saturday.  If there is one thing we have learned to count on in the world of foster care, it is that nothing can be counted on.  We feel fortunate to have had a week to pack and party and say goodbye.  Often foster parents get less than 24 hours.  J is moving out of the state to join her two younger siblings in the home of her loving aunt.  We have prayed for this outcome; we just didn’t know it would be happening this soon. It’s hard for all of us to sort our feelings out.

Yesterday was her going away party.  For the first time I can remember, our efforts exceeded her expectations.  The party was at Hope Academy, and thanks to Jacy we had decorations that included balloons and tableclothes and confetti. J said she was really hoping for a small “gang” of balloons.  When she saw, not one  but two “gangs” of balloons she declared it looked just like prom!  (Highest praise from an eleven year old girl).  We let her act as DJ and use the school sound system.  We were jammin’.

I was SO happy to have a great turnout for her with a number of her relatives, a bunch of our church friends, her classmates, and most of the teaching staff.  Everyone wrote notes of encouragement to her for her scrapbook.  She fairly floated around, the belle of the ball.

And if this wasn’t enough, after the party, one of the youth leaders from our church took her to the mall and bought her a beautiful ring and they had a nice little chat about sexual purity.  When she got home, she pronounced this the best day of her life.

“Except of course, the day I was born,” she clarified.

J is a really big personality and without her, our gang of four will feel a little small.  When I mentioned this to Jessica Widdifield she said, “I guess one way to make four children feel easy is to have five and then get rid of one!”

This is true. But no matter where she travels, a little bit of my heart will go traveling too.  And to have been her mother for a year, has been one of the (five) greatest privileges of my life.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. kendra permalink
    June 28, 2012 8:40 pm

    brought tears to my eyes. lucy, it is beautiful to give your heart out to others.

  2. widdy permalink
    June 28, 2012 10:38 pm

    sweet reflections, Lucy! J will never forget that “prom”!

  3. jasmine permalink
    December 31, 2012 2:30 am


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