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I think one of the hidden gifts of foster care is how much it changes us. I'm more patient, I have more perseverance, and I understand the difference between minor inconvenience and major tragedy better.
I'm still not good at controlling my temper when I think a kid is getting hurt, though. It still makes me super angry when I think that kids' needs are being sacrificed for adults' convenience. My SW calls me "Mama Bear."
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