“When I asked about fostering, my husband’s reaction was exactly what I thought: ‘What?! No way!’ Still, I couldn’t let the thought of that baby leave my mind — all alone, needing someone to hold him, to feel safe. I pleaded gently, ‘Please, honey, it’s only for the weekend.’ Hours later, a knock came at the door. I wrapped the tiny boy in my arms and said softly, ‘You’re safe here. We’ll take care of you.’”
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