The Boy Who Chose My Lap
On a flight, a teary little boy wandered over and climbed into my lap without a word. He fell asleep there, and no one seemed to know where his parents were.
After landing, security got involved, and I later learned child services was investigating his family. Weeks later, I was asked to foster him.
For six months, Finn and I built a safe, loving home. When he returned to his parents, my heart broke—but I’ll never regret holding on when he needed me most.