We have been talking about going to camp for a long weekend with her Girl Scout troop for three weeks.
Today, as I picked her up from school, when I told her we had to go home and pack, she immediately got scared and asked why
I recognized that moment. That moment where she thought she wasn’t good enough to stay and that she had to move again.
I simply said “for camp – like we are leaving to drop you off today”
The biggest sigh of relief came out of her mouth and she said “oh yeah”
I said “why what did you think”
She said “I thought you meant pack to move out”
I simply said “I mean, you can move to camp 😂 because I don’t think you are ready for college just yet”
The look of straight teenage sarcasm that I got was hilarious and enough to break her tension.
And gave me a minute to put my heart back together as her fear in that moment broke it into a million pieces.
This is an everyday thing. The uncertainty and I will be damned if she has to face it alone.
This is foster care and somedays you take a win when you can find it
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