Last year I posted a poem from a foster child.  I have been worried about her for months.  She ran away in July.  She used to call me while she was on the run.  This time she didn’t…

…until Thursday night.  I was driving with my family to a Kansas University women’s volleyball game.  She called me out of the blue.  I was thrilled to hear that she was still alive!

Yesterday I visited her for several hours in a Mental Health facility.  She was detoxing from multiple drugs– both street drugs and abusive amounts of prescription drugs.  She said that she had not slept in a week.  I believe her, because she kept dozing off for a few seconds at a time while we met.

She said that she doesn’t want to stay in the “system” anymore.  She has been a foster child nearly her entire life.  I told her that she can’t live on the streets anymore.  She is a cute, young girl.  There are people who want to make lots of money using her.  I told her to avoid them, and to stay with people who consider her priceless instead.

I will work in the coming weeks to get her transferred to a place that is safe and appropriate for her.  She enjoys the outdoors; so, I might advocate for her to be placed in a wilderness rehabilitation program.  I’ll let you know on this blog what we find for her.

She would appreciate your comments in her support.  Any encouragement you give her could help to keep her alive.  If you post your comment to this blog, I’ll make sure she sees it.  Thank you!