Loosing An Angel

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Hello everybody and welcome back to Everything Hamradio. Today I am going to write something different from what I normally do. Last time I wrote a post like this, I got a comment about, “I thought this was a Hamradio blog, not a Curtis blog”, but today I really don’t care if I get those types of comments. If you don’t want to read this post, then check back in a couple of days and I’ll have another one posted, but for today, this post is going to be about me and my family.

In case you have not read the About Me page, let me give a little bit of background about myself and my family. I got my license when I was 16, I believe, with my dad and we started Texas Adventist Emergency Communications. TAEC was started to provide communications to our disaster response personnel in an event of disaster. Our disaster relief program in my church, covers all of Texas, Arkansas, Louisiana, and Oklahoma. I have been involved in this club now since it’s birth and have served in some kind of officer capacity.

Fast forward about ten years, I was working for my local sheriff’s office and there was this red headed woman who always came into the communications center at the end of her shift. Turns out it was the daughter of my supervisor at the time. Long story short, about a year and a half after I met her, we said “I Do!” We tried for five years to start a family, to no avail.

We both wanted kids, so we decided to go a different route. We thought about just straight adopting a kid, but then we decided to go the fostering route. So over the next three months we did all the training required, the backgrounds checks, home studies and all the other stuff that is required. About two weeks before our fifth wedding anniversary, we got out first placement, followed by a second one on October 15, 2014.

We had been praying for God to send us an Angel of our own for over five years, and finally he answered our prayers. One year ago today, we got a beautiful baby girl. She stole my heart from the first time I laid eyes on here and still has it to this day. We have had the long nights of her crying when she was sick, those wonderful memories or her smile and laugh. We have seen her grow so fast, helped her to sit up and crawl, and now we are working on walking. My wife was working on her baby book a couple of nights ago, and she said that we have had all her “firsts, except for one, walking.”

Well, that is only partially true. We haven’t seen her first day of school, loosing her first tooth, her first boyfriend, and her first kid. Without going into a lot of detail, because I legally can’t, things were really looking like we would actually get to see all these things and more, until the bottom of the ninth when a family member decided that they wanted her. So here it is, one year to the day since we got her and we will be letting her go.

About six month in, it was looking really promising that we were going to be able to adopt her. It is one of those moments that a biological father thinks about after he knows that his wife is pregnant or shortly after he find outs. Your mind tends to wonder on all the things that will be coming up in her life; things like holding her when she is crying over something, or walking her down the aisle when she is getting married. All these things, I will never get to do with her and my heart just breaks.

I keep trying to tell myself that this is what I signed up for, and have been reminded by others. I have even seen other people say things like, “They are not your ‘real’ children so it shouldn’t be a problem” or “Foster parents are only in it for the money” or things like that. While there are cases like this, just like there are bad apples in any system or business, each kid that we have, I love like they were my own kids. My wife and I made a commitment to each other when we started on this that we would treat any child that was in our home this way. That biological parents can’t just give up on their kids and give them to someone else and neither are we. Although, in some aspects that is exactly what some parents do when their kids come into the foster system, much like our little baby girl’s.

I know that this post wasn’t exactly on topic for what this whole site is about, but I just had to get this off my chest. My next post I will be back on topic, I promise. If you haven’t done so already, please subscribe to my site to receive email notifications on when I publish a new post. Also, please Like me on Facebook and follow me on Twitter, Google+ and LinkedIn. Links to each of my social media pages can be found on the menu under social.

Until next time…

73 de Curtis K5CLM

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