We got to spend the day with one of our previous foster daughters. Our biological daughter was in a play and she got to come see it. I gave her 2 options. I could pick her up early and she could go to church, then lunch, then the play, or I could pick her up just for the play. She chose early. We surprised everyone at church. They were almost as happy to see her as we were.
I realized the emotional journey we drag all our friends down in this process. We force all those close to us to have to say goodbye to children they also learn to love. They didn't choose this path, but we drag them along with us anyway.
It was so easy being with her. She was pretty easy as it was. We just got to be like the fun aunt and uncle. You want to sit in the very back of the car? Sure, climb over the seat. You want McDonald's for lunch? You bet! Ice cream after the play? Absolutely!
We never know when we say goodbye if we'll ever see them again. I can't explain what a relief it is to see her. She looks good. She seems happy.
Today was a good day.