Hello Everyone!
I'm trying to get in the habit of checking out the forum and posting a little something once a week. So here goes...My husband & I adopted our oldest son, Steve back in 1979. Steve was a nephew who's family disintegrated and needed a home. We initially took him in as a foster child. But as the months turned into years and it was obvious that his family wasn't going to pull it together, we asked him if he'd like to make it official. He was 11 when we got him and he came with a lot of baggage.
I just wonder if there had been a group like Abrazo for Joe and I to tap into, if things would have turned out differently. Right now Steve is estranged from us. He's had a lot of trouble with the law and he abandoned his 3 wonderful children about 4 years ago. It was liking watching what happened to him repeat itself. Luckily, his wife managed to keep it together and has since remarried. We try to be part of the kids lives as much as we can. We are happy because for the 1st time in 13 years, they live only 15 minutes away. They've lived as far away as MO and usually at least an hour away. But they are getting older (13, 11, 10) and busy with their own lives. With a new stepdad in the picture they are trying to adjust to another family and they have a stepsister that comes every other weekend. It's easy to get lost in the shuffle.
Last weekend the 3 oldest and Brenda's kids all spent 3 days with us. They played together, watched movies together. I got Leyna to go to church with me. The thing I loved the most was sitting down at the dinner table together and just sharing that time. I love looking around and seeing all their faces smiling back at me.
Well, I should get off to bed. Goodnight and sweet dreams. AmmaPine