Passing the Baton

I received a true spiritual gift over the weekend - a gift of both of peace and true hope. Lynn's bio dad did in fact arrive to "claim" her and we met to help with the transition. Just before the meeting I had accepted the request of a choir-mate to sing with her church choir that morning - and was gifted with the sermon that brought me the above gifts, because Father Rob spoke of callings and the temporary nature of such. I realized as I sat in my blue choir robe, listening to his words, that foster/adopt mom has in fact been a calling for me for these last few decades, and it is now time to "pass the baton" and step down, allowing someone else to take the next dozen laps with her.  The fact that I could not get her to the 'finish line' of her K-12 years was not a failing at all - I ran my laps to the fullest of my ability and then some, and now it is time for me to rest and support the rest of the race as a cheerleader. I feel really positive about E - the bio dad, and perhaps I am naïve but I think he is going to be able to do it, and I think he will reach out to me as well so I will be able to stay in the picture and in Lynn's life - albeit in a different capacity. Lynn has added me back to her Snapchat and is sharing with me the chronicles of her 2,000 mile drive to her new home. I feel hopeful and at peace.