Just a reminder that there ARE countless Good People in this world! :)
This story brings a tear to my eye. I grew up poor but never hungry. Great parents can do that.
Damn…I read that, now I have something in my eyes causing the screen to get blurry…..
Now, that is a wonderful story.
Thanks so much for posting this.
Just as in that song, oftentimes
“All you need is love” and a sense of duty to create a strong basis, set you up for whatever life throws at you.
Oh my, that one got to me.
Both of my parents grew up poor and did better than OK. I keep a picture of my Momma, a very skinny little girl in a crisp white dress with a ribbon in her hair and a big smile, on the front porch of what would be as shack of a house today. She is standing there with her Momma, Poppa and 11 siblings. They all made good and they all had lots of love and guidance.
For all of her 92 years she showed me what determination and dignity are and that they don’t know status.
Man, someone must be cutting onions nearby. I need a box of tissues.
That qualifies for Norman Vincent Peale type accolades. What a perfect Thanksgivingn story.
What an inspirational story...thanks for posting!
Something for us all to be thankful for, that this family and you are filled with the grace of God, which is love.
Fostering is hard, but it is worth it. We love fostering and we love when they become ours. Nice article!!
awesome story...thank you so much for sharing it!
Posting through tears. Thanks for sharing.
That was a nice read. Thanks for posting it.
Forget athletes, politicians and actors.... This mother is an American Hero. How I wish the whole country was made of people like this.
God bless America and may we as a nation repent and turn to people of justice, mercy and walk with Him!
We are fortunate to be raising our 3 year old granddaughter. Her dad (our son) died when she was just one year old and then the state permanently severed her mom's parental rights for putting the child at risk by doing drugs, being an alcoholic and not taking care of her properly.
When the state approached us about taking her in, we immediately agreed. It wasn't the girl's fault what had happened to her and she had no one else. We are both in our 70s and retired. We live on a farm in the country and raise beef cattle. We are raising a toddler when we should be taking it easy.
It has been an adjustment for us but we are adults. The biggest concern was to give our granddaughter a clean, safe, stable and loving home she can call her own. There is not better joy than to see a child grow up in a loving environment.
She has had separation anxiety and behavioral issues, especially at the beginning. We've had her for two and a half years now and she is feeling more comfortable with her "new family". She still cries sometimes for her mom and dad, especially at night when she goes to bed, but she will grow out of that. Giving her normalcy and continuity is our concern. We tell her we are her grandparents but she occasionally calls my wife "mom" and me "dad". We don't discourage that. We are going to adopt her when the state gets around to starting the paperwork.
We spend almost all of our waking hours with her when she is home. She goes to a special needs school and a daycare during the week. We've had her evaluated and have talked with her teachers. They say she is a happy child and liked by the staff and other kids. She is at the top of her learning scale for her age and we attribute that to being and conversing with and learning from us. We are teaching her all of the time. She has the run of the farm, plays with the dog and will be a little farm girl just like her granny. My wife and I tell her we love her all of the time and make her feel wanted and comfortable in her new home.
We feel blessed to have her in our home to raise. We can tell she will do well as she gets older. She is smart, intellectually curious, adventurous and playful. She is adjusting to her new family and life just fine.
Without the kind of environment she has with us, she would be in the foster care system which doesn't have the best of reputations sometimes.
That’s just beautiful. Thanks, DIW.