I’ve been out of the blogosphere for what seems like a lifetime now. My wife and I took the privileged plunge of becoming foster parents this past summer. Oh how little I realized my life would change! Oh how little I realized that parenting would develop and nurture me more than I would develop and nurture our two darling foster daughters.
My world has been turned upside down. I’ve seen darkness in me that I never knew existed. I’ve fallen way below the expectations I had of myself as a father, and as a husband who is also a father. I’ve seen how much I like to avoid, escape, and be lazy.
Yet because of these two little dearhearts (as my late grandmother used to call my brother and I), I am finding an inertia in me that was not present before. Mysteriously, I sense the urgent need to do things I’ve always desired to do, but never had the guts to do.
This bucket list (so to speak) is not overly complex or long, but it’s a list I don’t want to have unchecked a year from now. I want these girls to be proud of their daddy. I want my wife to be proud of her husband. I want to lead them.
