Still struggling...

As the story unfolds to our staff at the Network, our hearts sink lower and lower. There is a constant knot in the pit of my stomach. His pictures are posted in our lunch room. We are not allowed to forget for a second. We are privy to the details that we don't necessarily want to hear. But we have to listen. We get the panicked phone calls from other foster parents who are facing letting their little ones go back to family. Family they have never met.
I just wanted to say that I am struggling with this. The more I hear, the more my frustration rises. I hope I am able to meet the needs of the others who are calling me for help. They want me to tell them their kids won't be taken. I can't ever do that. If an agency is hell bent on reunifying natural families, then that's exactly what they'll do. All I can do is buy foster families a bit of time. And help them find what all of us have. The ability to let go, when no other choice is given.