29 - Group Home

By Kay Heitsch

As the days went by, I found myself doing things that surprised me.

One afternoon, I decided to visit a girls' group home. I don't know how I found out where it was, but there I was knocking on this big white door.

A large woman opened the door. She gave me a once-over look and, in a gruff voice, asked who I had come to visit.

I smiled and introduced myself, saying I didn't know anyone there, but I wanted to visit with all the girls.

I had a heart for these girls. I knew something must have happened in their past for them to be there. I could relate.

Brandon and I started to go to this group home once a week. The girls loved Brandon. They also enjoyed baking cakes and other treats to show me.

One day, their tutor asked to talk to me privately. I was wondering if I had done something wrong.

I was surprised when this sweet lady told me the girls had told her that I was a Christian. When she asked if I had told them that, they said, "No." So she asked how they knew. They said, "Because Ms. Kay loves us."

Once again, God was bringing something positive out of Todd's death.