Foster Care

I love being a foster parent. My foster daughter, Gongli, is great. Right now she is sitting across the desk from me pretending that the stapler is a telephone. Oh to be a kid again... And this is exactly how I feel. The other crap I usually worry about is gone and now my mornings are filled with oatmeal and Dora the Explorer.

That's right ProU, in a about a week I'm going to be a mommy! I've been feeling some maternal instincts lately and I thought that maybe it was time to have a bun in the oven. But no, I'm not even pregnant. Out of nowhere, a friend mentioned to my husband that there's an abandoned children's home in my city.

Imagine that you are seven years old. You’ve just been removed from your home because your father beat you to the point of hospitalization. You’re all alone, with no one to turn to. A strange woman tells you that you are going to stay with another family for the time being.

This is the continuation to http://www.progressiveu.org/221453-child-abuse-usa-homelessness-and-prostitution

In my first book, Real Teens, Real Stories, Real Life, published in 2002 I met so many teens whose stories were powerful. One of those most amazing and difficult story was written by a teen named Nichole.

We've all heard the complaints about not getting paid time off from work, but a recent article on AlterNet gives that particular argument an entirely new twist.