I asked Foster Mom why KK and Pickles had been removed from their parents. She replied that it had to do with drugs and neglect. Both girls are severely small for their age.
I asked how these two ended up in our state, since their biological parents live in another state. Foster Mom explained that they had received a call at 3:00 pm on a Wednesday afternoon seven months ago. The Caseworker asked them to drive many hours to a state far away. She requested that they pick up KK and Pickles and bring them back.
I confided to Foster Mom that I worried about their mental well being and other issues that might arise (also known as my "what ifs"). She could only laugh and assure me that I will be amazed at how "normal" KK and Pickles are.
Together, we began piecing the puzzle of friendship together and were both astonished to find that the two of us, two complete strangers who have never met face to fact, are well on our way to becoming friends.
This strange, new relationship, all because of two lost, lonely, abused little girls, leaves me speechless. I suppose though, upon reflection, that we are not strangers, but sisters in the family of God.