This Next Season

Where do I even begin? What hasn't happened since I last wrote?

The past two days have been weird. I had a random lady come up to me after training tonight and say that my last placement - who went to live with family - is now with her. That threw me for a loop.

Last night I got a random phone call asking if I would take in a medically fragile toddler. I am not equipped nor trained for such needs. One day I hope to be, but this is not that day.

My momma heart is broken.

So much need, and I can only fill so many needs.

This is a season of waiting. A season of quiet. A season of learning and growing and new things.

I had my 4 year old for 8 months. They were the longest 8 months I've ever counted but somehow they passed by in something as short as a blink of an eye. So here I am. Going on 6 or 7 weeks of quiet. It is weird.

This next season is really unknown. I wait and I trust in the Lord. I feel led to do respite/subcare for other foster families. I have a family that I am "assigned" to and just today I received word that they have a little! So it won't be too long now before I have occasional weekend and weeknights filled with the joy filled noise of a child.

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In this season of child-free-ness I have taken all the classes I need for my upcoming licensing renewal at the first of the year! I can hardly fathom that it is almost 18 months that I've been licensed. It felt like I would never get licensed as I went through the process! And here I am, 18 months, 2 children, and some experience later!

Who would have thought? I never envisioned that my journey into foster care would look like this.

I am all signed up for classes in January. I have some word ahead of me and some deadlines to meet. All in all, I plan to pursue a degree in social work. I only have a few classes to take prior to starting in the Social Work program and I have to apply to the program prior to completing those programs since the college I plan to attend only accept fall admissions. If I miss the 2017 admission, I'll have to wait a whole year before starting my actual declared major. I don't anticipate it being an issue, but sometimes deadlines are daunting.

How fostering and school and working will all mesh together, I don't know what that looks like. I trust that it will all come together. God has called me to this; He will find a way. That I am sure of.