“You must appear strong.”
This I know I am not, so why am I here?
“They’re impulsive, chaotic, you must always remain calm.”
This I can certainly try.
“Remember they’ve been betrayed, they’re alone and the world is a dangerous place.” My stomach tightens with unexpected recognition.
“It's their last chance saloon. If it fails, next stop’s prison. Our job is to help them feel safe with adults they can trust. We want them to blossom and fly.” And my tired heart soars, this is where I want to be.