Gosh, so many things have been going on this week, quite a lot involving Ben, our foster son. We have been in limbo as to what and where he is going to be living... and many of these problems cannot be solved by James and I since Ben is still very much under control of the state and the foster care programs.But today I think we FINALLY have something worked out that will be to everyone's best interest. So after many years we will be transitioning him out in six months time to an apartment all his own and, God willing, he will succeed.
The succeeding part is all up to him once he is on his own but we will do our best to get him on the right foot this winter and stay in contact with him should he need further guidance.
Many of you have met Ben, either at shows or briefly at the trail head. While he didn't catch the mushing bug (we tried! :)) he was always there to help with the basic things when we needed an extra hand the most.
And so, like we do with our foster dogs, we prepare to send another 'foster' on his way to a better life. James and I are still toying with the idea of getting other foster children but that has yet to be decided. We will continue to live life as it has lived us, taking what comes and knowing that everything we receive, good or bad, is always for the highest honor.
And, as always, its the little things that I appreciate so much this week. A wonderful surprise gift of a tub of biscuits, finalizing the 2010 Quest t-shirt design and receiving so many wonderful comments and compliments from those Ive worked with for so long and those Ive only just met.
Life has been hard in the past, its bruised, battered and brought me lower than I ever expected to be but in this present moment there are far too many riches to count and far too many good things than I ever could have imagined would come my way. Its like the universe is asking, "What may I do for you?" instead of the other way around.
I have heard once before that if you care for others the world will care for you... perhaps this is true. This year I have been far busier with foster dogs and foster kids than we have ever been and the rewards related and unrelated from both have been huge.
Besides fostering being its own reward, being offered limitless opportunities to what ever path I choose is rewarding beyond thought. Is it no surprise that I would continue to have the desire to do more of this work?
At times I feel a bit like Oskar Schindler in the movie Schindler's list where at the end he crys over a ring on his finger and wonders how many more Jews he could have saved with what it was worth.
I hope I don't get to the end of my life with that same lament... there is still so much more I can do...
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