Last week I had a birthday…
Last week H also had a birthday.
Although I had been told not to contact her foster mom any more, I couldn’t let her birthday go without sending something to say I was thinking of her.
I’d been planning on being there for it. We were going to work together, her foster mom and I, to make her party a success.
I felt bad that I wasn’t there, and sad that I wouldn’t get to be.
Her foster mom replied to my email and said that she was glad I’d reached out and that she was still hoping I would change my mind.
I wish that were possible.
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