Where have I been? Has really nothing happened on the franch since last summer? Is it writer’s block? What could possibly be better than telling you stories from life on the franch? The answer is the baby boy in my arms! A baby that I actually can’t tell you much about at all. Why? It’s because he isn’t “mine.” He’s a foster child. He’s been a part of our family since last summer when a CPS worker handed him to my outstretched arms. Instead of blogging these days, I’ve been super busy giving this precious child a family and praying every day we get to someday adopt him. I’m told all the time “He’s one lucky little boy!” to be a part of my family. I say, and I mean with my whole heart, “We are the lucky ones.” Oh, how my family has grown in faith, joy, contentment, and purpose as we’ve faced the challenges, sacrifices, and risks of fostering this sweet boy. I can’t tell you what’s going to happen tomorrow with him. That’s the world of fostering. All I know for sure is that I will love this child for the rest of my life even if he isn’t in my arms forever. So, I’m really hoping that I will always have less time to write because of what that would mean. The better life is giving this child a family who loves him.