What a perfect topic. I wanted to share something about an event I helped with yesterday and it is a great example of how the world of foster care is hidden.
The county social services put on an art day. It was a day for children who have or previously had social services involved in their lives. Businesses in the community donated breakfast and lunch, paints and canvases; people volunteered bringing therapy dogs and face painting and fitness and many, many things.
But this was not advertised in the newspaper. No one outside the realm of foster care knows. For the kid’s privacy sake. Because that world is confidential; hidden for many people.
Sometimes I get frustrated because people ignore the needs of foster care. But I realize that sometimes the needs are just hidden.
My hope is to share the world of foster care- reveal it to others;
Five Minute Friday is a link-up where you free write for 5 minutes on the topic. This week’s topic is Hidden. Find other blogger’s interpretations here.
This is my 50th post! And a perfect way to reiterate my purpose for this blog. Whoo-hoo!
“Help. I’m lost.”
There is a scene in the movie Lilo and Stitch (which, if you couldn’t tell by my avatar, is a favorite movie of mine) where Stitch sits all alone and realizes he is alone and cries out for help. It is only because he has realized that Lilo does have a family that he realizes that he does not. Not only that, but he also comes to see a family as something essential that he is lacking.
It takes a lot to say that. How many times do we not say it because we don’t realize we need it? How many times do we think we are fine because we have never seen that we are not?
“What a wretched man I am! Who will save me from this dying body? I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord!…”
Five Minute Friday is a link-up where you free write for 5 minutes on the topic. This week’s topic is Help. Find other blogger’s interpretations here.
Where do we get this idea of “help”? Why do we ask? Why do we give it?
Terrorist attacks, holiday sales, gifts to buy, cards to write, refugees, riots, injustice, political debates…
rush rush hurry
Don’t we talk about this every year- the forgetting to slow and dwell and be grateful? Do we never learn? Never remember?
Maybe that is why we have thanksgiving every year instead of every big numbered anniversary (like the 400th year the pilgrims landed). Think about it.
In the daily list and media fed frenzy, I forget.
I forget to dwell.
I forget to enjoy the kiddos we have in our home while they are here.
I forget how precious the time the kiddos and I have together is.
So when I remember I slow down; restart. Remember to dwell with them. Live, laugh, read the same book over and over changing to a British accent because I cannot stand to listen to my own voice saying the same words over again.
I don’t dwell on my mistake of forgetting. That would be wasting the time I’ve been given to love them while they dwell in my life.
Five Minute Friday is a link-up where you free write for 5 minutes on the topic. This week’s topic is Dwell. Find other blogger’s interpretations here.
Now does anyone have any other tips for when a little kid wants you to read the same story again…and again…and again?