A few friends recently asked me whether we hang out with “Jay” anymore. (He’s a twelve year old boy from a nearby group foster home whom we’ve seen at least weekly for the past year.)
The short answer is yes. We still hang out with Jay.
We took a few weeks adjusting to life with Amelia before we resumed our “hang outs” with Jay, and we’ve only recently ramped back up to our old standard weekly visits. In the summer, we always see him more and spend frequent weekends with him.
So if he’s still a huge part of our family life, why don’t I write about him anymore?
It is such a tough situation. Jay is about to turn 13, and I have no idea whether he will or won’t be adopted someday. To make matters worse, barring an act of God, we will not be adopting Jay. It took us a long time to come to that conclusion, but that is where we stand for now. Yes, we always want to be involved in his life… but we probably won’t ever call him our son. I could attempt to justify this to you, because we do have our reasons… but it exhausting, and I don’t really know what God thinks of our decision or have the emotional energy to worry about what other people think of it.
There. It’s on the table.
That feels better. And now that its aired, I won’t feel so strange talking about the sweet boy who is such a big part of our life.