A Strange Life

How did 10pm ER visits, acquiring new family members with a phone call, raging teens, trauma parenting, and everything else that comes with fostering become so normal in my home?

Even stranger, how is it that I love it so much, and that I wouldn’t trade it for the world?

“Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a strange life.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

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