Feeling very grateful this afternoon. Just made it home from Pittsburgh after having to extend what should have been a 2 day trip to a 3 ½ day trip thanks to weather.
I agonized about whether to stay safe in Pittsburgh or chance it through the mountains in a snowstorm to get home. I felt bad leaving my husband in charge of my menagerie. But good man that he is, he cleaned horse stalls, hauled buckets, took Galina for endless laps of the yard, mixed up her semi-complicated food concoctions, and vacuumed up all the exploded Beanie Babies. He said – stay there, I got this.
And still I hedged.
The kids would miss school I worried. Surprisingly, the kids were not at all concerned about missing a day of school.
Finally, I realized that the biggest reason I wanted to get home was Galina. I worried that she was confused by my lengthy absence. We’ve bonded quite well in the past week. I didn’t want to be yet another adult deserting her.
And I just plain missed her. It didn’t help that my husband was sending me adorable pictures via text all weekend while he was in charge of her….
Like her run-in with a roll of toilet paper….
And her sweet face and wagging tail blur as he talked to me on the phone…. Continue reading Fostering is Bitter Sweet