Today's big rush was getting our foster dog adopted to a great family just 2 blocks from the dog park I took her to all week. Many tears were shed and I wondered if I am cut out for this. Welcoming in and letting go. I reminded my girl (and myself) that we helped to save a life, that we took her from scared and hiding to a happy happy dog. It was the best before and after that I have ever experienced, and it was all because we loved.
The power of love is so life changing. I saw that this week. I felt my heart open and grow, and as she bloomed, so did I.
We are taking a 3 week break from fostering, just until after Grandma is gone (and our hearts are healed). Then, I think we'll probably do it again. And again.