Starting the Journey

For a very long time we have thought about becoming foster parents. When my own children were young, I was worried. Would they be safe, was my primary concern. Our life was also hectic and there were more stresses on my marriage in those years. Of my own making. I wanted to be supermom, super employee, super wife...... you get it. I wanted everything to be perfect and done. A clean house, clean kids, lots of activities. What I have learned is something has to give. So here I am now. My children are teenagers, I have given up nagging my husband (for the most part) and I accept the imperfections of my life. It seems like I am at the perfect stage in my life to give back.
What could I do? Africa- help build communities. No, I just don't have it in me- bugs, spiders, food... I thought about volunteering with a program that delivers meals to children at schools. Then I thought about what am I really good at and what do I love. Back to Fostering. My husband was extremely supportive and while excited is not how I would describe his reaction at first. I can say now that he is excited.
There are so many children that need a safe and happy home that will support them through a difficult time in their lives. I know we have what it takes to give back on this level.