There was a sho*ting in our city today, in an area frequented by my childrenās birth parents, and all I could think wasā¦is it them? Are they the one who died? The news withheld names, which I understand and respect, but one of the parents has simply disappeared (stopped engaging entirely with DCFS) and the lifestyle they lead is one of g*ngs and g*ns and dr*gs. It absolutely could have been them. The news published the ages of the victims a little while ago and theyāre off by about 5 years, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
But Iām posting this to say, this is another side to foster care. This worry; this what if; this reality, will always, however tangentially, be part of my childrenās story.




















