My biggest accomplishment in life is my son, Matthew. I AGAIN stumbled across a poem that was written by a foster mom that describes her experience and responsibility of being a foster mom. It is a somewhat well-known story of a dirty faced, barefoot little girl that was brought to the door of this foster mom, how the little girl blossomed, and how easy it was to love the little girl and how hard it was to let her go. Quite frankly, I have had it up to my eyeballs hearing from the selfless foster moms. Why is it that we never hear from the other side? Why is it that we never hear about what the parents go through? I mean no offense, but there are two sides to every story, and, as usual, I have mine!!!!!

For parents that have had their children removed from their homes because of drug use. The odds are against you in getting them back, but I did it.