Forgive me for being in a sappy mood but I am.
I have had a rough weekend and for that, I'm a bit emotional.
It all started when I made the decision to foster care my two dogs (babies) out for a bit because Boo was having issues with them. He never said, "It's me or the dogs" but we had butted heads so many times over them that I finally said, "Enough!"
The first angel was my daughter, Married Boo. Her and her sweet husband offered to take Sam. Sam adores MB and sticks close to her when she is here visiting so I knew that he'd be well loved and a little spoiled. There's no better person to care for him the way I would, than her.
The second angel came in the form of my ex husband. Yes, you read right. My ex! He chose to take Selah since he had bonded with the both of them when we were married and has missed them both since the divorce. I met him at his job to drop Selah off and Sam and Selah went nuts trying to smother him with kisses. I didn't realize how much they both had missed him. I thanked him for taking her and knowing that he was going to love her the way I would. As I drove away, Selah was sitting on her pet bed in his Corvette looking like she was a little princess.
The third angel is my brother in law. My sister told me how he dressed up as Santa for the City of Compton and made 500 kids happy. He passed out candy canes as they handed him their Christmas wish lists. He said that last year there were 50 kids and this year, 500. The sweetest thing...he and my sister are hoping to grant a Christmas wish or two for some of the kids that handed him their lists.
So, in spite of having to say good bye for the moment to my babies and having to buy 4 brand new tires (another post), I feel hopeful. There are angels here on earth.
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