A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove...but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child. --Forest E. Witcraft

Monday, July 25, 2011


Last week I received some very sad news.  My foster daughter from my second placement passed away shortly after turning 19.  She came to me when she was three years old along with her four year old sister.  They were the oldest two of fours sisters.  The girls moved to their adoptive families after about eight months with me, and all four remained close growing up. 

This amazing girl was diagosed with cancer during her junior year of high school and fought it hard.  She was able to enjoy her senior year, cheering on the varsity squad and graduating near the top of her class.  She started college last fall.  After a brave fight, she went on to the arms of her Heavenly Father.

Today I had the privilege of attending her funeral, which was a celebration of her life, both here on earth and eternally in heaven.  It was a very nice service with standing room only.  She was loved by many!  RIP!


  1. Sorry for your loss and the loss of such a young girl.

  2. that is very sad, I am glad that they kept in touch.

  3. That is just too sad! So young too! Just really beginning her life. Prayers of comfort for your family and hers.