09/30/2026
Vulnerable Words 🙏🏽
Sometimes I just sit back and look at my family and can’t believe this is my life.
Growing up in foster care, I missed out on a lot of what it felt like to have a family and just be a kid. For a long time, I carried this feeling that maybe having a family of my own just wasn’t meant for me. Like maybe I wasn’t worthy of it.
And now… here I am.
I get to be a husband. I get to be a dad. I get to hear my kids laugh, watch them play, love on them, and give them the kind of childhood and home I always wished I had.
It hits me sometimes that the things I once prayed for are right in front of me.
I know I’m not perfect, and I know I’ll make mistakes. But I’ll never stop thanking God for trusting me with this family.
I came from foster care feeling like I didn’t have a home.
Now I get to be part of building one. ❤️
“As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” — Joshua 24:15