Becoming a Foster Parent Was a Dream I Never Even Knew I Had

Sometimes you never see yourself taking the path you end up on.  That’s what happened to Mike Berry.  As a child he dreamed of nothing but baseball, but later in life, being a foster parent became the dream he never knew he had.

A Dream that wasn’t Realized

If you could go back in time and have a conversation with 11-year-old me, at some point in the conversation baseball would have come up. Eleven-year-old me dreamed of being a major league baseball star. It wasn’t just a pipe dream like all kids had when they were that age. It was bigger.

I would have told you my full-fledged plan to work my way into the starting lineup of my high school team. I would explain how I was going to try out for the walk-on draft for the Cincinnati Reds the summer after my senior year. And then (hopefully) land a spot in the lower Single-A or AA farm system. If that didn’t work, I’d surely have a scholarship to a top-notch Division I school of my choice.

Not only could I articulate this at 11 years old, I had it written down. Sketched out in a notebook I kept, complete with stadium diagrams, imaginary starting lineups, and statistics. Yep — big dream!

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Sarah - Content Specialist for, is a mother both biologically and through domestic infant open adoption. She resides with her husband and two boys in Ohio. She is passionate about open adoption and adoption education. In her free time she enjoys cooking, photography, writing, and hiking. You can find more of her adoption work at Heart For Open Adoption on Facebook or on

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