Adoption is so near and dear to my heart. One of my childhood best friends was adopted and I’ve wanted to adopt ever since. I still remember being a little girl about 8 or 9 years old, asking my mother why people kept having babies when so many in the world needed homes. It was definitely something God laid on my heart.
We adopted our oldest son through foster care adoption. We brought him home when he was just 10 months old as a foster placement and we finalized his adoption 21 months later.
Since then, my husband and I have looked into adopting again, but each time God has firmly closed that door. I’ve been disappointed, but I have to figure God knows what he’s doing.
Over the years, though, God has placed so many people affected by adoption in my life. From the childhood friend to adult friends, I know several adoptees. Some want to talk about their stories and are still sorting through the feelings and confusion that comes with being an adoptee. Some are adoptive parents who have formed their families through the wonder of adoption.
And even still, I know a handful of birth parents – brave women who made the decision to give their children a better life than the one they could have provided at the time.
All of these people have helped shape me into the person I am, and the advocate for adoption that I have become.
Are you an adoptive family? Even if you’re not – what can do you to help those families that are around you?