Ok, so let me just say that Christie Erwin is my HERO. Maury Draper is another of my heroes. I don't know Christie Erwin at all, and don't really know Maury all that well, but I love them. They are amazing women who are doing amazing things in their everyday lives, and I'm pretty sure they deserve the Congressional Medal of Honor or something. They are both foster moms.
Recently, Maury posted on yet another online networking site that she was going to a book release party for a friend. Her friend, the aforementioned Christie Erwin, had written a book about her experiences as a foster mom. (www.themiddlemom.com) I picked up my copy at the post office this morning. We left Oakdale, LA at noon and finally got to Fordyce for a certain cousin's graduation at 5:40 pm. Graduation was at 7, there was a gathering at her grandparents afterward, and I think the kids and I finally made it to the in-laws at sometime around 10 pm. Some time around 11, Ethan asked to go to bed so we did. I thought I was too tired to read, but I was intrigued by this book so I started it. It is not 1:47 am and I have read 12 out of the 18 chapters and I really don't want to stop. I have to though, because my sobbing is disturbing my sleeping 4 year old and I definitely don't want to wake her up. Besides, I'm getting a headache so I'd better get to bed.
Anyway, I'm not sure how much sense any of the previous stuff made, but here's the moral of the story: READ THE BOOK. And if you are so convicted, find your way to help. Also, hug a foster mom and dad!
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My first Razorback angel...
Abigail Elizabeth
My second Razorback angel...
Ethan Eli
My third Razorback angel...
Sophia Isabelle
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I will get this book to read. Thanks for passing on the title. Foster Moms do wonderful work that hardly is noticed it seems.
I am just now seeing this post. THANK YOU!! Thank you for your kind words, and thank you for buying the book to support Christie! It means a lot. She is an AMAZING woman...one of the most amazing people I have ever met. I loved her book, and I bawled...especially at the end. I knew her little girl that had to leave, and she was a PRECIOUS, precious little girl.
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