But they have learned to keep going. They have embraced a new love and new life, a new family and new everything. They are strong. They are brave. They are resilient and courageous. They have gone through something terrible that would devastate even the strongest of adults, yet, they are thriving and growing. They are filled with hope and joy and they bring it to those around them.
I needed that uncomfortable, chair-squirming slap in the face. I needed that warm hug of a reminder. I needed those ropes untied - again.
Last Sunday, we had one of those evenings where everything was going right... Then things took a turn for the worst.
And, slowly, I’m finding comfort in where I am, a reassurance that happiness can be found amidst the struggles you never intended to have, and hope is just the pleasant companion of waiting.
While they’re spouting their animal rescue doctrine across social media, they’re neglecting (and even hindering) the voices of those who are speaking up for impounded human children.