Today, we have my best friend, the mom to my daughter, and someone who does a lot of good in this world. She would like to remain anonymous given the nature of her profession - there are a lot of laws and such that protect her and the people within her profession. But, she wanted to share a bit of what she does because more people should know so that they can become more informed about these types jobs and things that they might not understand.
BFF: This year I will celebrate my 32nd birthday.
BFF: I'm a coffee drinking, cat loving, thrift-shopaholic, mom of one, and aunt of many.
BFF: Officially my title is “life skills coach” but it's more like “alarm clock, snack maker, nurse, mom, referee, cleaning lady”
BFF: It was by accident. My college degree wasn't helping me much and another friend asked me to apply for the child care position available at a nearby residential foster care property.
BFF: This is my sixth year.
BFF: When I get to see kids being kids and not stressed out about adult situations.
BFF: Learning what terrible life events brought my kids to be in the home under my care.
BFF: Knowing that I have became the adult that I needed when I was a kid. I get the blessing of teaching many young people that not all adults suck and some are worthy of their trust.
BFF: Well… I sleep during the days before the nights I work. Then on my off days I sleep when I'm tired or not babysitting.
BFF: My dream job massage therapy.
BFF: At home I'm always listening to music while dreaming up some type of craft project or working on one of the many I have started. Also my houseplants are multiplying so I spend time finding ways to keep my two indoor cats out of them.
BFF: The biggest thing I want people to know is that foster kids are just regular kids with a different experience of the world. They may have been through some rotten things and on their own have learned the best ways to survive. Often a kid will have trust issues and might act tough. They are the ones that need and want to feel wanted.
I am thankful to have her in my life and thankful she loves my daughter and all of her other kids and nieces and nephews with her whole heart.
No Pants Required
By Mandy Zani
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