Thursday, March 20, 2008
Dazed
So, it's 2 days since our 1st parenting class. Raw is the only word to describe how we've felt since Tuesday night. Our trainer/social worker Mike explained to us that it's his job to ensure that we're sure that we're sure that we want to add to our family. It felt almost like warfare. He discussed many worst case scenarios in pretty vivid detail. I think I sobbed for a good hour of the class. There are just so many children who are in the system and who are at the mercy of so many other people outside of themselves. I left class with a real desire to purchase a large bundle of land so I can build a campus and just adopt at least 1,000 children so I can protect them and love them. Dayn ended that conversation pretty quickly. Needless to say, we're in it for the long term.
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Wow. I am sorry for the warfare making sure you really want it tactics. That sounds brutal and sobering. Do you have rescue remedy? I made a rescue remedy spray for myself with a little bit of lavender and spearmint essential oils. Nice for hitting all of you, ala Rosita's baths. Hang tough, it is so worth it!
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