I had a horrible time sleeping last night.
I worked a full day at my full time job and then worked my part-time job. Got home at 10:30pm. The wife sits me down and asked me how much I know of our daughter’s best friend’s situation. I said I knew nothing. She said our daughter (a junior in high school) told her that the girl’s mother has terminal cancer. The mother sat the daughter down recently and said the doctors have informed her the end will come sooner rather than later. She is on disability right now, but it doesn’t pay the bills and they are now going through the process losing their house. She told her daughter she will be put into foster care very shortly. My daughter approached her mom yesterday and asked if her friend could come live with us rather than go into foster care.
I don’t know a whole lot about the girl, but she seems extremely nice, is an excellent advanced student with a promising future if secondary schooling would be available to her, belongs to academic school clubs, is driven, doesn’t get into trouble, and works a part-time time job for spending money.
My wife asked me what I thought about taking the girl in. I was in shock, but didn’t say no. I said if we do consider it there are a lot of questions that must be answered, first. We need to hear the complete story for ourselves from the girl. We would need to speak to the mother. Is there a father involved? She has a grandmother that apparently cannot take her in long term... so what is that situation. What about health care insurance? What are our liabilities? What issues would there be with the high school? Do we need to become foster parents, legal guardians, or just take her in temporarily? And much, much more.
My head says we can’t afford essentially another teenage daughter, but my heart says we can’t let her go through this alone, and how can we not?
I try to go sleep. I wake up and go to the computer searching 'becoming foster parents.' It takes at minimum of six months, with an average time closer to 12 months, for someone to be approved for foster care. But by that time she will have aged-out of foster care because she will have turned 18 years old. In our state she could petition to re-enter foster care which would give her place to live, health insurance and other services until she turns 21 years old, but there are numbers of criteria that must be met.
I go back to sleep and wake up again... We would have to make some changes to the house. I walk downstairs to the finished part of the basement and survey the situation... Well, I can build a small wall off the stairs and install a door in order to convert it into a bedroom. There's already a hookup for cable. It's heated. No A/C but it always stays cool in the summer time. I would need to get some electrical work done for the lighting. Etc...
I wake up two more times during the night with my head spinning... Where does, and will this go?
I get it. After an adult life of helping people young enough to not be able to make great decisions and old enough to have known better, I finally said to Grandma, "No more strays," which was unkind and not even necessarily accurate, but sometimes it was. Still it happened occasionally, sometimes good, sometimes bad.
Yeah, it's a big change, a big adjustment, and no guarantees that it will work out or not even be disastrous. Whole new family dynamic. Whole new set of whys and wherefores. There would be times of, "maybe we shouldn't have done this," count on it, but there just may be a life to help salvage, and if that happened, the value would be beyond measure.
I'd be sitting down with my family and talking pros/cons. And based on my past experience (wait - all experience is past), I'd insist that a Plan B of breakaway be developed before Plan A would be approved. Because you never know.
Good luck with it. You're a good family to even consider it.
I’m too old for all this... How do I still have a full head of hair?
Genetics. You rat.