Peggy answered the door and I could already tell she was going to have a hard time saying her goodbyes. My heart hurt, because I couldn’t exactly relate and didn’t know all the emotions she was experiencing. Yes, this was part of the process, but it was more than that. She loved him, cared for him, and gave a piece of her heart to him.
While my parents played with Coyer, Peggy talked with us one last time about his daily routine, favorites, medications (he had severe acid reflux), and things that soothed him. She packed up a few of his things that she wanted him to keep, along with the things that came from his birthmother. Then it was time.
She asked if she could just have a few minutes alone with him, so we went outside to load up the car. A few minutes later she walked out with Coyer in her arms. With tears in her eyes, she handed him to me, hugged us all, and said she was going to take a long bubble bath. This is what she did every time she had to say "goodbye" to one of her foster children 😊 It was SO hard to see her tears but we were so thankful for the love that she gave Coyer until we were able to be his forever family. We will forever be grateful for her.
We said our goodbyes and then took off! One week from when we got "the call" we were driving home with our 9 month old son in awe of what God had done.
With Full Hands and an Open Heart- Kansas Fergen
Hi, I'm Kansas! I wish we could be doing this face to face over coffee. Maybe someday, till then this will have to do!