The phone rang at 7:56 a.m. Monday morning. Pretty early for the morning after Daylight Savings Time began, but I wasn’t upset; I was glad that DHS was up and eager to get the week off to a good start. It was Trisha with DHS calling to inform me that the PRIDE (Foster parent training) Class would be meeting at the Juvenile Detention Center that evening. I know… kind of ironic.
Each prospective foster parent must go through twelve hours of PRIDE training before licensing will be approved. Matt and I signed up for the March classes. When the day of the first class arrived, I was a little was nervous. I’d never been to the Juvenile Detention Center. I didn’t know what to expect from the classes. I called my sister who has walked this path before me. She gave me a quick rundown on how things would go.
We got to the meeting a few minutes before the 6 o’clock start time. We had to be buzzed in the front door, walk through a metal detector, be buzzed into the hallway, and then cameto a conference room that was very full of people. Apparently there had been a scheduling snafu which led to our being in a much smaller room than usual.
There were three young women from the …