A few weeks ago (before our beach trip) I had a powerful therapy session with M. K asked me if I was up for an emotional exercise and I said sure. We told M that what we were about to say was a lie. There was no truth in it. I had just found out that I had six months to live and I had something to say to him. So as he was in my lap I looked him in the eyes and told him all the things I would want to express to him if I was truly dying. She had given me some time to think about it and write some things down. She was afraid it would be emotional for me because of my sister’s death 10 years ago, but remarkably it wasn’t. It WAS one of the most genuine times with M. I told him I was proud of him and would love him forever. I hoped he would forgive his birth parents and B and use each day as a fresh start. I hoped he would marry the woman God intended for him and take care of her, love her and be a faithful husband. I just spent time telling him things that I might not have ever said otherwise. He didn’t burst into tears but was genuinely upset. I thought it was an awesome exercise because too often we don’t say the things we should and don’t listen to someone else’s heart. Especially with our RAD kids, we have to somehow get through their walls with the truth of our love and God’s faithfulness.