{"id":27832,"date":"2013-09-06T01:30:40","date_gmt":"2013-09-06T05:30:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.janicefergusonsews.com\/blog\/?p=27832"},"modified":"2015-01-20T14:04:11","modified_gmt":"2015-01-20T19:04:11","slug":"sewing-up-foster-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.janicefergusonsews.com\/blog\/2013\/09\/06\/sewing-up-foster-love\/","title":{"rendered":"Sewing up Foster Love"},"content":{"rendered":"

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NOTE:\u00c2\u00a0 Some readers have requested advance warning of an upcoming Nursery Closet Sale, so here it is.\u00c2\u00a0 Coming soon, probably Monday morning,\u00c2\u00a0 Nursery Closet Sale #8 which includes a linen shadow work burp cloth, pique hand embroidered sunsuit, pink bubble smocked with Scotties, sweet flannel wide brimmed bonnet, and more.~~~<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Recently, a reader of this blog sent a heartwarming e-mail which is posted below.\u00c2\u00a0 It details the thoughtful efforts of Jennifer, a foster mother, and her husband who have opened their home to foster children.\u00c2\u00a0 This couple goes far beyond providing food, clothing and shelter and Jennifer’s sewing contributes mightily to the children’s loving care.<\/p>\n

“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 . .\u00c2\u00a0 But the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child.” -Forest E. Witcraft<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Charity sewing is not a new topic and many of you readers are actively involved in a multitude of worthy, meaningful causes.\u00c2\u00a0 But Jennifer takes an entirely different approach than I have ever read or heard about.\u00c2\u00a0 She stitches love into garments and goes even further to make permanent photo memories for the children in her temporary care.\u00c2\u00a0 Her expression of love for foster children has been a powerful inspiration to me.<\/p>\n

“And anyone who welcomes a little child like this on my behalf is welcoming me.” ~ Matthew 18:5 <\/em><\/p>\n

Searching for a quote that would shed light on the foster care program, I found far more than I expected, more articles, more pleas, more photos and more breath and depth in each.\u00c2\u00a0 The articulate words of this foster mother shows her sense of humor and yet it touched my heart.<\/p>\n

“I like the response to “Why do you foster?” to be “I guess my heart is just bigger than my brain.”\u00c2\u00a0 Mom to 5, E-16, C-14, D-12, G-10, A- 7~~foster mom to S-3~~<\/em>
\n former foster mom to 4<\/em><\/div>\n

Some gratifying words found on-line are from foster children themselves.<\/p>\n

“Being in foster care for me has been the best thing ever.\u00c2\u00a0 You see, for those of you who have parents that are drug heads, alcoholics, abusive, or run out on or even neglect you, being in foster care is good.\u00c2\u00a0 You see, you don’t have to go through that anymore.\u00c2\u00a0 You are in a safe environment.\u00c2\u00a0 You have people that care about you, love you, accept you, clothe you, and are there for you.”\u00c2\u00a0 MeMe, 17.<\/em><\/p>\n

That is exactly what Jennifer and other foster parents do for children in need.\u00c2\u00a0 Thank you, Jennifer, for sharing your story and lifting my awareness.\u00c2\u00a0 May God bless you, all foster parents and all foster children.<\/p>\n

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Here are Jennifer’s words:<\/p>\n

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Hi, please don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t think I am a crazy stalker!\u00c2\u00a0 I follow your blog, and I have been so very inspired by your beautiful work!<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

I have five children, and I sew a lot for the girls, but I just recently started trying my hand at heirloom quality projects.\u00c2\u00a0 I bought some embroidery designs from you earlier this year, and used them on their Easter clothes.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

My husband and I are foster\/adoptive parents, and we know that foster children often have big chunks of \u00e2\u20ac\u0153lost\u00e2\u20ac\u009d childhood.\u00c2\u00a0 What I mean is that there are times when a child is in foster care that usually aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t well-documented with pictures, memories, and such.\u00c2\u00a0 As they get older, they wonder if anybody really cared about them, if they were loved.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve started sewing an heirloom outfit for each child my husband and I (and our friends) foster.<\/strong>\u00c2\u00a0 A wonderfully talented lady takes professional photographs of them in the clothes, and both the clothes and pictures go with the child when they move on.\u00c2\u00a0 Hopefully the pictures will survive until the child reaches adulthood, even if the outfits do not.\u00c2\u00a0 It is the only lasting\u00c2\u00a0 way we can think of to express how much a child was loved while they were with us, because we know that we will never have contact with them again.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve enclosed a picture of the latest little dress I made. Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t look at it too closely J\u00c2\u00a0 It was worn by beautiful Baby B.\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

I just wanted to take a few seconds to express appreciation for all you share with us, and to let you know what an inspiration you are!<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

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Jennifer<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n

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Jennifer’s beautiful heirloom dress for one of her foster babies<\/p><\/div>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t take away my memories; they make me who I am,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d anonymous foster child\u00c2\u00a0<\/em>\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0 <\/strong>Jennifer is banking\u00c2\u00a0 memories for her foster children.\u00c2\u00a0 Her letter is just one more reason I love writing this blog.<\/p>\n

“There is an instinct in a woman to love most her own child – and an instinct to make any child who needs her love, her own.” ~Robert Brault<\/em><\/p>\n

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There are so many ways to help the fostering community.<\/p><\/div>\n

FOREVER IN MY HEART<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Although I’m not their mother<\/em>
\n I care for them each day,<\/em>
\n I cuddle, sing and read to them<\/em>
\n And watch them as they play.<\/em><\/p>\n

I see each new accomplishment,<\/em>
\n I help them grow and learn.<\/em>
\n I understand their language,<\/em>
\n I listen with concern.<\/em><\/p>\n

They come to me for comfort,<\/em>
\n And I kiss away their tears.<\/em>
\n They proudly show their work to me,<\/em>
\n I give the loudest cheers!<\/em><\/p>\n

No, I ‘m not their mother,<\/em>
\n But my role is just as strong.<\/em>
\n I nurture them and keep them safe,<\/em>
\n Though maybe not for long.<\/em><\/p>\n

I know someday the time will come,<\/em>
\n When we will have to part.<\/em>
\n But I know each child I cared for,<\/em>
\n Is forever in my heart!<\/em><\/p>\n

~~~ Author Unknown~~~<\/em><\/p>\n

Food for thought…more quotes from foster children, taken from Reflecting on the Simple things in Life<\/a> at Blogspot.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153We are normal kids in abnormal circumstances.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Former foster youth, Maine<\/i><\/div>\n
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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153They were like, \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcYou\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re 16. You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re going to go off to college in a couple of years, why do you want a family?\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s about my entire life, it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not just about my childhood. I want to know that I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m going to have a place to come home to during Christmas breaks. I want to know that I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m going to have a dad to walk me down the aisle. That I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m going to have grandparent for my children.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d\u00c2\u00a0 MARY, Former foster youth, Tennessee<\/i><\/div>\n

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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t think they (people) understand how it feels not being able to say mom and dad. \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 (G)oing through foster care, you don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t get to say that, you know, that often. And if you do trust somebody enough to say that, who knows how long they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll stick around.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\nFormer foster youth, Iowa<\/i><\/div>\n

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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I felt like, you know, parents were torn away from us but it was even more hurtful for me to be torn away from my brothers and sisters. It wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t my fault or their fault. It was out of our control. And we shouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have had to be separated like that.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/i><\/div>\n
Former foster youth, California<\/i><\/div>\n

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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I wish I had someone with me, you know, like a mentor, for my entire life. I mean, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m fine with all the changes in my social worker but \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 I never really met someone in the system or someone, (a) mentor, that was with me my entire life.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d
\nFormer foster youth, California<\/i><\/div>\n

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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153When you have a family, you have everything. You are lucky to have parents and you should always remember that. When I won the Youth Spirit Award, it was exciting. And I have won many awards and things at school, too. But every time I walked up to receive my award, there was no family there to see me get it. Other kids had a mom or a dad to watch them get their award. It should have been a happy occasion. But for me \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 I wish I had a family there for me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d ANNA MARIA, former foster youth, Connecticut<\/i><\/p>\n

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