“Calls from DHS are like a Create-Your-Own-Adventure Game. Each ‘yes’ takes your family on a wild new adventure you never expected.”
The call came at midnight, ‘We have a 3-year-old girl at the hospital. Her mom was shot, Her dad has been arrested. Can you come pick her up?’
‘I said no to adopting my foster son, because I’m just a foster mom’
“The thought of saying good-bye to him breaks my heart, the idea of him not being in our family hurts deeply, but still, I said no.”
