A Little Boy Gets A New Chance At Love And Happiness

A Boy Named James

Today my heart was touched by a boy named James. James is 1 1/2 years old and has been placed as a foster child with my mother and father-in-law. So far all of Mom-Mom and Pop-Pop's foster children have had sad stories. They were all very young, mostly babies, and they all eventually went back to their parents. James' mother relinquished all of her rights to her son. He will be in foster care until he is adopted. The sad part of his story is that he was removed from a foster home last night. He arrived at my in-laws house at 12:15 a.m. this morning. His papers indicated that due to unfit circumstances it was necessary to remove him from his foster home. What the hell is that? It breaks my heart to hear that foster parents are neglecting the children. Their only doing it for a check. That's just not right. All children deserve a good caring enviroment. It doesn't take much to love a sweet innocent baby.

The best thing that could have happened to him was coming to our family. After Little D's soccer game we went over to meet him. Little D played a magnificent game, he was on offense the entire game, they won 3-1, by the way. I admit it, I'm a soccer mom. I have so much fun at his games.

James was sitting in his highchair when we came in and he was the saddest looking soul I've ever seen. After I let him get used to me awhile, I scooped him up in my arms and smothered him with kisses. He began to smile and trust me a little. As most little ones are, he is ticklish. So, of course, I had to start tickling him. Well, he belted out a laugh so deep that it instantly spread smiles throughout the room. This is when we bonded.

After I put him down, he outstretched his little arms toward me, so I had to pick him back up. He wrapped his little arms around my neck and snuggled into my shoulder. When Mom-Mom tried to take him, he screamed and wouldn't let me go.

I spent an hour with this little boy and probably showed him more love than he has ever had in his life. I'm so happy he is with the family now. He will begin to learn what it feels like to be held and snuggled, clean and warm, safe and sound.

I am Mom-Mom's babysitter because I live the closest, so James will be spending a lot of time at our house hanging out. I hope when this little guy finally gets adopted, it will be to a loving home with people who waited their whole lives to be his parents. Say a little prayer that James' life starts to turn around now before he gets old enough to start remembering his hard times. In the meantime, he'll be safe, loved, and most of all wanted.

This is a post from the blog site: My Random Thoughts And Hells.
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