Halloween!

Today is Halloween and I don't really have anything special planned. Today is a day I go back and think about this day last year. On Halloween last year we had two of the most precious boys ever living with us. We brought them into our home when they were five and seven. They're names are Peniel and Jeremiah, Jeremiah is the younger of the two. They are mixed; black and hispanic. If you didn't get the hint my parents are foster parents. Peniel and Jeremiah are the first kids we took in and they changed our lives forever. They were so exuberant and goofy. Jeremiah always had something to say. He replaced his L's with Y's so he's say something like "I yike the yittle dog!" He said this the first day he came to live with us. We had a great dane at the time.a little beagle-terrior mix and a rotty. Both the little boys ran into our pantry, they were so scared of the dogs barking. My step mom, Melissa got Jeremiah set him on the counter and gave him some treats while he teared up and kept saying "I yike the yittle dog." It took us forever to figure out what he was saying then though. Jeremiah and I were best pals, we listened to music together, took pictures, slept together, played games, wrestled, everything. I didn't eve notice our different skin color. He felt like a blood family member to me. I've never loved a little boy so much in my life.
Peniel on the other hand, he meant more than the world to me. He had to best smile and laugh. He was radiant. He opened up to me unbelievably fast. We bonded together, like me and Jeremiah but in a stronger way. We told each other things and understand. He was only seven but he understood me. I trusted him with anything. He always opened up to me before anyone else. We had a special bond no one could break, even his mom that took him back to live with her. I know if I showed up at his house we'd pick up right where we left off. No one noticed the strong bond I had with this seven year old boy. He was smarter than most kids his age. I'd give anything to see him again.
When Peniel and Jeremiah left our home, all my families hearts broke. We miss them more than we'd ever imagine. We're strong enough to know not to show sorrow in front of the little boys. We all cry though. They changed us for the better.