One of the biggest moments in my journey as a foster parent was when my first foster child finally opened up.

He came to us withdrawn, but slowly over breakfast every day, he started to open up. The turning point came one morning as we ate cereal; he confided in me about a tough memory. Tears welled up in his eyes, and I listened without judgment. In that moment, I saw the power of fostering—not just to provide shelter, but to offer hope. No matter where his journey takes him, he’ll always have a place in our home and in our hearts.