It's a strange feeling to be waiting for a placement.
On the one hand, I jump every time the phone rings, wondering if this might be it. On the other hand, I would like to believe that the delay means there aren't kids who need a safe home.
It just seems wrong to be hoping for a fostering placement call since that feels like hoping for someone to be living in a bad environment and/or to have tragedy strike. But, I guess I'm rather pessimistic about society, because I find that I can't believe those things aren't actually true. So, the delay while waiting for a call makes me fear that a child is simply not getting rescued.
But, mostly, I just don't like waiting -- under any circumstance.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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