Ever since I was a little girl, and I mean little, it was stuck in my head that I was going to adopt...go to another country, do mission work, and in the process adopt. Let's just say life happened and now that I'm in my latter part of my life I have decided to add a little girl to the mix of my three boys, two exchange students, two labs, and of course my lovely husband. Although the process is still new, I can barely contain how excited I am to have 4 classes out of way, one more to go, and an orientation meeting scheduled for March 11th. I've been saying it forever, checked out about every other website, every agency, every option from international to infant, and have finally opted for foster care in the United States. Yet, there I am checking the profiles on Adopt US Kids even though I know it's too early yet. AND IT's FOR REAL THIS TIME!
But, what the biggest issue is:
My gain is a huge loss for them as they get new parents not their biological parents. And even though they are in foster care for a reason they will always love their parents. So, it's not a clear cut joy knowing that they will have that natural sorrow that comes with adoption.
My biggest hope for my future daughter is that she will have a secure life, make her dreams come true, and have the chance to be in a home where there is love and calmness.
For my boys, I hope they learn to love their sister and understand how lucky they are.
For my husband, to know how much I APPRECIATE HIM FOLLOWING MY dreams!
And most of all, to God for everything. Thanks for blessing me every day!
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