Lost opportunity, recovered

I wanted to take a second to share a little piece of joy.

A couple months back, we took a respite kiddo for several weeks, and he was an enormous sweetie. Had his issues but an absolutely wonderful fit, and we (him and us) were very sad for him to go.

We got a call about a month later that he was looking for a permanent placement, and had to turn it down due to things going on in our lives (grandfather in hospice, for example, and my husband needed a break to deal with burnout from everything going on). I cried a lot about it, and really regretted that missed opportunity.

Well, they called back again today, and said he wasn’t working out in his present foster home (new foster family, bio kids struggling emotionally with fostering), would we like him? My husband and I were both enthusiastic yeses this time, and it feels like the universe aligned to bring him back here. My heart is full.