To Dream Again
In the last four years I've written very little on my blog. I love to write. It wasn't that I didn't want to...but somehow I couldn't find the heart to post. Lately, I've been pondering the reasons why. Pride played a role. I wanted our family story to be that "perfect" story. I wanted love to be enough to heal all wounds for our children. It wasn't. It all came crashing down when Troy walked away from us at the age of 17. We were completely broken and devastated. I didn't feel I had anything to offer anymore except for maybe sadness. And really, who wants that??? Fear crept in. I began to wonder if I knew anything that was worth sharing. What if I posted something that was wrong? What if I encouraged someone to adopt children, and they went through the same crushing heartache? Depression set in, and anxiety took hold in my mind. Daily I struggled to live each day. I can look back now and see it all for what it was. Time has a