We are still in the thick of toddler-foster-care-transition around here, so it has been a challenge to find the time to write.
But I didn’t want to let Father’s Day slip by without a bit of reflection on what a gift it is to see my husband step into the role of Daddy – over and over again – for vulnerable children.
We fully realize that for some of the children who come through our home, he may be the only Daddy they ever know.
What a tremendous honor. And what a tremendous sacrifice. I am so thankful to be on this journey with him.
Happy Father’s Day to this each-and-every-day father to the fatherless.
with hope and gratitude,