I was sitting in my office one afternoon when my phone rang. On the other end was a woman I did not know, but she knew of me. She had heard that I was beginning to help adoptive and foster families at the church and was given my number.
As we talked, her story unfolded. She was clearly distressed. Their daughter was seven when they adopted her, five full years ago. But rather than getting easier, challenges were growing.
“I’m done.” She said “I don’t think we can do this anymore. We have tried everything. We have been to a psychologist and have completed all of the classes offered by our health provider; we even did family counseling.”
“It’s not helping."
“Nothing seems to help.”
“And the boys... I have two biological sons. The stress it has brought into the home....what do we do if we just can’t do it? What does that look like?”