Foster Care, Inspiration

A Weekend With Rainbow Sneakers

How We Started With Little Sis

I’m brewing a cup of tea and trying to wind down for the night. But this pair of sneakers has been in our house all weekend, and now they are gone, along with the sweet little girl they belong to.

For the last four days I have counted six children in my home, ages 5, 6, 7, 9, 13 and 15. We have never made such great memories, and I have never been so exhausted.

I thought bringing more kids into my house would cause me to have to divide my time between my kids even greater. I worried how I could be enough for them. I was petrified to say yes to this weekend’s adventures, but I felt like it was the right yes.

It’s been a long time since we had rainbow colored sneakers in our house.

I learned that there are ways to get everyone to work together so you all meet back in the middle and get it done. I have shared more life experiences with my older kids this weekend than I normally do in two weeks’ time. I have played more games with my younger ones than I have since I can remember.

So there is one less sweet child that I am not tucking in tonight. I wandered past her bed and did not read her a story, did not share winks with Abby at the words she was stumbling on, waiting for her to laugh at the punchline in the story as I did when Abby was that little. I did not pray over her and kiss the top of her freshly showered head.

Ten months ago exactly today we brought a little boy into our home and forever changed our lives. There were moments we did not think we would survive. And though we are far from perfect, this little boy is now soaring at life when he used to crash and burn without so much as a seconds’ notice.

So we celebrate today, that we all have more than survived. We are celebrating life, and life more abundantly, and we celebrate the moments when rainbow colored shoes grace our doors and we can cherish those moments just like the others.

It’s easy: you just count over and over: 5, 6, 7, 9, 13, 15.

Well, at least that’s what it looks like at our house.

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