Seventeen years ago my son came to me. He was 3-1/2 and had been through horrendous abuse. The journey we've taken has involved violence, hospitalizations, destruction, and police intervention. We made it, though, I am happy to say. Not to a perfect life, but one that is plenty good enough. If you are interested, please see my blog: raisingatraumatizedchild. blogspot. com. Other foster adoptive parents have told me that it's been helpful to them reading about our experiences.








