A Fostering Journey 50

It was obvious that the perpetrator of the calls etc. were from the girl’s family. We knew that, the Social Worker knew that as did the Supervising Social Worker. Mum, however was denying any involvement and was ‘horrified’ that people were asking her about it. So we...

A Fostering Journey 49

Our tranquillity was destroyed one day by one single phone call on a Wednesday afternoon. Mum had officially applied to have the children returned and has said that she will do anything to get the children home as she was worried that the children were being...

A Fostering Journey 48

Quiet weeks are unusual, as a Foster Carer, but we were a few now. We were in a routine and all was good with the girls. Mum was making a fuss as she suddenly decided she wanted contact again but Social Services were digging their heels in as they didn’t want the...

The Timeless Bond Between Humans and Horses

In ancient steppes where winds did blow, A partnership sparked, a kinship to grow. From wild to tamed, a journey begun, Horses and humans, beneath the sun. Hooves echoed on the Silk Road’s trail, A dance of cultures, a trade wind’s sail. Carrying dreams,...

A Fostering Journey 47

Mum didn’t like being told no. In fact Mum didn’t like anything about us as Foster Carers, Social Services, Paternal family or anything that wasn’t in her favour. I remember being asked once, in a new Foster Carer forum whether we had more problems with parents or the...
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