Being a foster parent is not for the faint of heart. A cycle of taking in broken, wounded little hearts, often just for them to get broken and wounded again — all while remaining “unattached” for the sake of their assured departure from your care — is a nearly impossible job for most to fathom undertaking.
And all that aside, how do you even begin to explain to a 3-year-old that they have a “new daddy” or “new mommy” in a way that doesn’t completely wreck their perception of what it means to be part of a family?
But moms like Deborah Sweet of Boston, Massachusettes do it every day.
In a powerful post submitted to Love What Matters, Sweet tells of the heart-wrenching moment her foster son broke down amidst a late-night kitchen dance party to tell her what’s been burning in his 3-year-old heart.