God Bless The Foster Parents

Sometimes I want to punch these parents. When they neglect their children so badly that by the time they come to us they are literally like the walking wounded. Hollow eyes, empty soul. One boy had no volition to move unless directed to do so. Many drink from the toilet since that is how they learned to satiate their thirst. They often stuff their mouths while eating because they don't know when they'll eat again I suppose. But, if they're lucky enough to land in a foster home that is doing it for love and not for money they can often regain their humanity. The power of love, and a little caring attention saves their lives. God bless all the loving foster parents out there.