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Tonight as I tucked you into bed the tears began to well in my eyes. This is not the first time my tears have soaked your pillow in our foster care journey. There were so many nights, in the quiet stillness of the late evening hours among these walls the tears streamed down my face. Moments of fear and worry that we would lose you. That you would lose us. Tears of uncertainty, that our lives together would be just a handful of memories. But tonight the tears are not those of fear or worry, they are of joy and gratitude. There are a few sorrow-filled tears for the journey you have traveled to be here in this space, in our lives but those are fleeting because joy abounds as tears of relief fill my eyes. For tomorrow you will become ours forever and always and there truly is no greater gift.