Snow Day!

Yep, that's right! We really had a snow day today. We very seldom get snow and when we do it is really mostly ice. Well, not this time folks! This was the real white powder:) I still had to work today but school was out -and so was our electricity:( Power went out around 2am, flickered on and off about three times around 8am, and stayed off until 10pm. Unfortunately, I had to go to work without washing my hair, yuck.

Foster Parent Assoc meeting was cancelled last night due to the weather. A little disappointed because we were going to meet the soon to be new sw at this meeting before the 'all' come to our house this Wed. That's ok though ---one thing I have learned is not to stress out over there coming to visit and home study stuff. Many, many moons ago I would not have said that but we have been through so much in the past with the contested kinship adoption that this process feels so much like an old hat...

I wonder though, about the first call we get. Will it be a call we can say yes to? Who knows...I just hope it is.

We made a quick trip (believe it or not) to WalMart today. While there I walked past a lady with a little girl who looked to be 3 or 4 years old. The poor little girl had a black eye. I mean a really, really bad black eye. It was then that I realized how my thinking has changed already...well my perception I guess you could say.

My first thought was: my heart ached for this little girl. Not matter how this happened it had to be painful.

My second thought was: Is she is a foster child?

My third thought was: That could be us in WalMart with a child that has a black eye (or worse) one day.

My fourth thought was: Is that her mother with her and did one of her parents do this to her?

I did however manage not to look stare and I hope that my facial expressions were pretty blank. I did not in anyway want to look at this woman with the little girl as though I was judging her. But you see, in the past before God opened my eyes to the full needs of foster children and what the foster parents role is my thought process would have been sooooo incredibly different.

Whatever the case is, I pray for that little girl who I saw in WalMart today with the black eye. I pray that this was a accident and her little heart is not as bruised as her eye...