I've always like to be the fixer! I think I have raised my girls to be fixers. And, what you say, is wrong with that? Well, sometimes, you just can't fix things . And that, my friends, is a very uncomfortable situation for me to be in.
As many of you know, our family is fostering (for lack of better word) Roda and her four kiddos. They are from Sudan. Roda can speak English, but doesn't have a compete vocabulary. She understands and writes a whole lot less! And that is frustrating. She can't read or write English, can't get a drivers' license, can't get insurance on her van, can't get a sticker on her van! You see where this is leading? You guessed it. She wants to learn how to drive, just like that! She needs to get her vehicle ready so she can drive herself to work and get home in a timely manner. Right now, she pays someone to ride with them to work, and usually gets the kids from the babysitter about 1 or 2am, and gets all in bed at 3am or so. Not so good for school kids!
Sitting here right now, I don't know how to fix this! And I am so frustrated!
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