Gabriel
“What if it does?”
I saw the uncertainty waiver in Jeanie’s brilliant blue eyes. I saw the flicker of self doubt.
“I might not be a good mom,” she whispered.
“I might suck as a dad too, but you know in your heart Jeanie, that having two imperfect parents that love him is far better than being passed around through the fostercare system.”
She shook her head and took a step back. “There are good foster families out there. There are good, solid families that want to adopt.”
“Sure there are Jeanie, but those are so few and far between. Nobody is lining up to adopted an older kid with physical disabilities. But we can do it. We can support each other and give Isaiah a shot at normal, happy childhood.”
She sniffed and wiped her cheeks. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
She gave me a watery smile.
