Last night I had a dream about everything going on at was so real.

In my dream Service Coordinator came to me on Monday and said there was no where for Older Boy to go.  He was going to be completely homeless.  In the dream I had to just send him out the door with a bag for his clothes and a little bit of money for food.  I didn't have the choice to keep him and I didn't have the choice to follow-up on how he was doing.

I woke up crying.

Prayers for my mind working overtime....worrying.

Prayers to turn this over to God.
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