Yesterday, I had a post drafted. Maybe you are sick of hearing about Jerry Sandusky and the trial that has now gone into jury deliberations. Maybe you don’t really care what his wife, Dottie, said about the victims in her testimony. Or what happened with his Second Mile charity for at-risk kids… I’m not writing about that today.
I’m sitting at a public library, typing a difficult message through misty eyes. Last night, I had a huge paradigm shift where my worldview was changed.
Last night, I received an email.
That email has torn my soul apart by its honesty about what’s real in the world.
Right now, at this moment, I don’t have the words. I don’t have the courage to write about what is real in the world today.
My soul weeps for any child who has aged out of the foster care system without a family.
If you want your heart broken and soul touched – you can read this honest message about survival post-foster care.
