Some of you may remember, and to some of you this is unknown, but "Girlie" was a little girl who came to live with us in August of 2007. It was supposed to be for a couple days. She was 23 months old. And had been through more in those 23 months than I could fathom. She lived with us for 11 months.

When she came, she spoke like a sailor, told us to shut up, bit like crazy, was asked to leave two day cares, had a hard hard time in any nursery (YMCA, church, etc), would talk, cry and scream to keep from going to sleep, had had open heart surgery while very young, had had a broken leg she still had trouble walking on, and through it all learned to laugh, learned to smile, learned to trust, but still had a hard time. We love/loved her like crazy. BUT, feeling God is calling more children to us, knowing she needed so very much time, attention, and much that I couldn't give her, and feeling she was meant to be a part of someone else's forever family, I let my agency know that I wanted them to look for a forever family for her.

They did not do what they should to find a family able and willing to work with what Girlie needed. Through this time, my friend J felt called more and more to be her forever family. She had a four year old foster daughter with similar issues heading toward adoption, and a two year old foster daughter who was going home on July 1st. I had talked to them in May and asked that she be allowed to come with us to FL in June, a family chosen by the time we were back, leaving a week to do visits, and then moving in July 1st. It seemed to be meant to be.

Then came July 1st. The parents of J's 2 year old showed up for court to get her back that day and failed a drug test. Back to square one and now J was in a quandry for what to do.

The first couple weeks were just he** to say the least. All three have attachment issues, pretty major ones. And for a while J thought of deciding not to "keep" Girlie. I was sick about it. That's exactly what I had not wanted for her. And J knew what she was getting into. It was all the same stuff she did with us. BUT, she worked through it, got them into day care once school began which helped to get a "break" somewhat during the day, and Girlie is doing AMAZING!!! She's even in preschool and has only had two bus issues, that's it! I'm so proud and excited! She still has her days, don't get me wrong, but they are all doing so very well. AND, all three are going to termination and J will be adopting all three of them. Wow! God is good. :) And we still get to see and spend time with Girlie. So great. Especially for Liam. He adores her! I only have to say her name and he is grinning ear to ear. So cute! Who knows, maybe one day... :)