Here’s to Adoption
NOVEMBER IS DESIGNATED AS A MONTH OF THANKSGIVING, AND CELEBRATING ADOPTION.
Last year, I published a new post each day with poems, stories, and information about adoption. This year, I’d like to focus this month with how adoption has created a greater sense of thankfulness in my life. I’d like to do so with images of moments in my children’s lives.
Here are some images of my son from his first gymnastics meet last Spring. He was 6-yrs-old at the time. This meet was a “practice” one since he was too young to compete in the regular meets.
In December, we start traveling for his competitions, and I can hardly wait to watch him. I’m so proud of the hard work he puts in, and the determination he has to continue perfecting the sport – all of this at the age of 7.
Another thing, that always seems to stir my heart a bit while watching him, is the thought that all of this may not have been possible for him had he not been adopted. Please do not get me wrong…I know the ideal situation is for children to stay with their birth parents. Parents should be able and willing to care for them, make wise choices, remain substance free, and provide the stability that every child desires, and deserves.
However, in foster care/adoption situations such as my son’s, the plan to reunify with birth family changed to adoption. I know in my heart that his birth parents longed to provide him what he needed, and truly wanted to raise their son, but they could not. I also know that his life would have been tragically different had he remained in the environment to which he was born.
I believe that our paths were created to cross with a fierce, all-knowing, and powerful love that comes from a Heavenly Father who doesn’t forget a single child; even when others do.
I am so thankful for this.
So, here’s to adoption. Here’s to the incredible opportunities that exist because of it. Here’s to the multitude of orphans who have landed in a soft spot called home. Here’s to the birth parents who choose adoption. Here’s to the case workers, attorneys, juvenile officials, and judges who work tirelessly for the well-being of children.
Here’s to the families, such as mine and many others I know, who took the biggest leap of faith when they signed on the dotted line to become foster and foster/adoptive parents. Here’s to the moments, such as the ones shown in this post, that provide parents, grandparents, and children with memories that last a lifetime. I am so thankful for these.
And, here’s to the children who wait for families to call their own. Here’s to their hopes, dreams, and longings to belong, and to have a mom, dad, grandparents, siblings, and just about anyone else who will stay with them – forever.
Here’s to the miraculous, and hope-filled journey that is adoption.