18 years ago today I officially adopted Daughter. It was the day after Easter, and family and friends were in town for the celebration. The judge usually handled adoptions in his chambers, but there were too many of us, so he cleared the court room so we could do it there. Our attorney forgot, even though she had two families there to finalize adoptions that morning. The bailiff called her and she got there, fortunately. Daughter was 8 years old and had lived with me for just over 5 years.
She called me early this morning to wish me happy adoption day. She was crying as she sang this song to me. It has been a rough road. I'm glad I didn't know what I was getting into, because I would have decided I couldn't do it. I do not regret adopting her. She has made me a better person and a better pastor. I think I'm going to do a series of posts about the Daughter's journey to me and our journey to adoption.
2 comments:
Congratulations to you and your DD. You were wise not to "collect" large numbers of adopted children as some people do.
I know my limitations, and being Daughter's mom and a pastor have stretched those limits.
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