In the grand scheme of things, nine months isn’t terribly long. That is how long we have been Tripp’s parents. His first Christmas with us he was 2.5 months old. He was still our foster son. Last Christmas, he was one years old and technically he was a ward of the state. This Christmas, at…
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Dear one who has ever even for a second considered foster care or adoption: We chose this. Our world is wonderfully upside down by choice. Also, not so much by choice. Where we creaked open a door just a smidge to peak in, God swung it wide open. Of course, we could have said no….
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