It was a simple toothbrush left behind that broke me. Here I am, parked in a lot, tears streaming down my face. He was with me for just two and a half weeks, but those days were filled with laughter, peaceful nights instead of panic, and endless swinging on playgrounds. He called me “mama,” and I made a promise each time I left: if I said I’d return, I would. I tried to ease his transition to a new home as best as I could, but now, as he drifts off to sleep in his new surroundings, his mom tells me he misses me. I sent her a photo to offer him some comfort, hoping it might help him find peace.
When it comes to my journey in foster parenting, the most common remark I hear is, “I could never do it. I’d get too attached.” Well, guess what? I’m just like you. I absolutely get attached. I was the one who could soothe him to sleep and knew his favorite jam for toast. I helped him through tough moments and felt frustrated when things went awry. Watching him sleep filled my heart with an overwhelming love.
To those who fear the emotional toll of attachment, I say this: yes, I get attached every single time. I often wonder where these children are now. They visit me in my dreams, leaving me waking up with tears on my cheeks. The ache can be so intense that I struggle to breathe. Yet, you know what I believe even more strongly? I’d rather these precious children experience my love than never know it at all. If it means carrying their hurt in my heart so they have less to bear in their small, fragile ones, I would do it in a heartbeat. I can handle that weight. They shouldn’t have to.
It’s simply unacceptable for an eight-year-old who has witnessed unimaginable trauma not to feel the love of a caring stranger. It’s heartbreaking to think of a two-year-old sitting in a social worker’s office in dirty clothes, all because I might get too attached. I do get attached. It happens every time. But you know what? That attachment has been the greatest joy and privilege of my life. I would do it all over again without a second thought.
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In summary, fostering children, despite the emotional attachments that develop, is a journey filled with honor and love. It’s a path I would choose again and again, knowing the impact I can make in their lives.