We Need More Foster Parents! Why Not You?

If my foster mother’s scent was bottled up in a jar, unlabeled amongst five other unlabeled scents, I’d pick hers out in an instant. I knew her smell, and when we hugged, those preverbal memories imprinted somewhere within my body came flooding back. I had spent so much energy over the years fantasizing about how I would feel when meeting my birth parents, that I largely overlooked the significance of this reunion. One hug with my foster mother felt like a missing puzzle piece being snapped into place.

Read the rest of my piece on the Dave Thomas Foundation website.

One thought on “We Need More Foster Parents! Why Not You?

  1. I love this! My foster son once came up to me after being away and inhaled very deeply and announced “Ohhhhh how I missed your smell!” I had forgotten about that moment until now. Loved the whole post but for some reason couldn’t comment there.

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