If you're a bird, I'm a bird

This is a blog post that has been burning inside. I do not know how else to get it out besides making a post. “A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling. God sets the lonely in families, he leads out the prisoners with singing; but the rebellious live in a sun-scorched land.” ‭‭Psalm‬ ‭68:5-6‬ ‭NIV‬‬ Several months ago, around June, I saw a post on facebook from Focus on the Family sharing information about Wait No More . I clicked on it and it led me to another website DSS: Heart Gallery-South Carolina where there are foster children available for adoption. There were pictures of children, a bio, and a short video. I scrolled through the gallery pictures. One stood out to me the most. A 15-year-old boy in South Carolina. Immediately, I felt a connection to him. For some reason, I felt drawn to the process of adopting a teenager, local through foster care. My thoughts, they are older, they may be out of hope thinking they’re least likely...

I've been wanting to write for a while. I feel like I start every blog like that. It's true. Everyday I feel like I need to journal so I don't complain on FB. Just like everything else in life; there is never enough time. I take that back. It's just a matter of prioritizing what time we do have. I had two students stealing Friday. One, six Band-Aids! The other took someone else's library book from their desk and put it in their backpack. The Band-aid boy said repeatedly, "They were just lying there." I replied, "That doesn't mean they are free. We need to figure this out before you end up somewhere" (because this is the 4th known incident with this kid). Another kid responded, "Yeah, in jail!" I have a 9-day break from school- Thanksgiving break. I am thankful for it! I am settling in and enjoying my job...finally. All the changes at once were rough on me emotionally-a new baby, the move, and a new school/district. With changin...