“She said, ‘I know you probably hate this and I’m sorry to take up so much of your time. You see, I lost my only grandchild last year, and about the only time I see kids his age is when I do my grocery shopping.’ I couldn’t find any words. I stood in silence, grieving for her.”
“What if it’s harder than we thought? What if we’re taking on more than we’re equipped for? We couldn’t let go of the fact we had not one, but two empty bedrooms. While we slept safe and sound in our comfortable bed each night, there were hundreds of displaced children in our area in need of a loving home.”
“We often wonder what people think our relationship is, because let’s face it, who doesn’t play the ‘What’s Their Story’ game? The wedding rings don’t seem to give it away anymore.”
“So many people told me I was crazy. ‘He’s still so young, give him time.’ I knew in my gut something wasn’t right.”
“Today I read of the devastating loss a family is feeling after losing their child to cancer. So I count myself blessed.”
“They used to fill their pockets with rocks, sticks, flowers, and bugs. They used to sing me silly songs, tell fart jokes, and dance like goofballs. Now, they blow me away with their insight and wisdom. Now, they are strong enough to carry me on their back, both literally and figuratively.”
“‘We’ll get some ice cubes and a spoon and stir them…’ Her yelling stopped so she could hear me a little better. ‘Come on,’ I continued. ‘We’ll need a bowl, or something to put the ice in.’ Just like that, her breathing slowed, her mind settled.”
“Dakota was 2.5 years old and could barely utter just five words. Nate, 2.5 months old, was extremely sad and had rashes all over. He didn’t cry when he was hungry, wet, or had a poopy diaper because his biological mom had not met his needs. ‘Would you like to adopt them?’ Without hesitation, the answer was YES.”
“We were presented with an opportunity. For some reason, we felt hesitation in our gut. ‘Why wouldn’t we do this?’ Exactly one year later, God birthed a new dream.”
“Just because I parent differently from another mom doesn’t mean either of us are doing it wrong.”
