Mr. Wiegmann with Bruce Wayne/Batman |
Phyllis graduated with me from Fort Wayne Northrop in 1979. We
talked about theatre and music along with extracurricular activities. I always
respected Phyllis’ commitment to everything she does in life. I now have a
better understanding of that commitment.
I did not live in Phyllis’ neighborhood so I did not know of her family’s ministry of foster babies.
“Growing up my parents
fostered 78 infants. We would have them from birth until they were adopted,
often 3-4 at a time. My 3 brothers and I learned early on how to change diapers
(cloth ones that you bleached and pinned), and do bottle feeding (sterilized glass).
Usually within a month or so they would be adopted and the next one would
arrive. Occasionally some medical issues would result in a longer stay and
deeper attachment. A special red head was one of them. The agency had given us a single letter which we used to give the babies
their foster name. This one we had named Bruce Wayne, or Batman. Heart issues
meant 26 trips to Riley hospital and eventually open heart surgery while he was
with us. And then, like the rest he was adopted. Now 48 years later we will get
to see him again as he comes to Fort Wayne on Sunday with his wife and
children. We can't wait.”
After I read the Phyllis’ Facebook post this past Saturday,
July 1st, I sat in gratitude as I reread and absorbed her words and
looked at the pictures. The Wiegmann family and their capacity to love and give
back to children was a gift.
I then instant messaged Phyllis the following: “Your post made my day. I have reflected on my current ministry and a dream lost. I have wanted to be a foster parent to older children; however, the cost of living in Seattle is so expensive for housing. I have been praying about foster parenting lately. Would you mind if I shared your post? It has touched my heart.”
Phyllis: “Share away!”
I then instant messaged Phyllis the following: “Your post made my day. I have reflected on my current ministry and a dream lost. I have wanted to be a foster parent to older children; however, the cost of living in Seattle is so expensive for housing. I have been praying about foster parenting lately. Would you mind if I shared your post? It has touched my heart.”
Phyllis: “Share away!”
Me: “Thanks. I will!”
I am not sure how to become a foster parent but there must be a way to help children.
I am not sure how to become a foster parent but there must be a way to help children.
Mrs. Wiegmann and Phyllis with Bruce Wayne/Batman |
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