The adoptive father kind of gets forgotten during the process. I want to tell you about my experience when picking my family to adopt my son. I was given about 50 profile pages. The thought process of picking a family from a simple scrapbook page is a whole different story all together, but that is the process. I had narrowed it down to two different families. One was a sweet young couple, newly weds and no children. My other option was a family of four, a mother and father, a biological daughter and an adopted daughter. I was back and forth for several days...there were many pros and cons for both families. There were two final deciding factors for why I picked the family that I did...one was that they had already adopted a child and so I felt that Derek wouldn't feel so "different" and second, was so that the father would have a son.
I wanted Derek to grow up and have an incredible father-son relationship. I watched my brothers grow up with my father and I knew that I wanted that for my son.
So, with all of our anger for the "father" let us give praise and love to the adoptive fathers that stepped up to do the job that so many wont....
To the adoptive father that welcomed my son into his home....I love you and am so glad that Derek will have such an incredible man to look up to as he grows up.
To my own father, I love you and appreciate the support that you have always shown me, you were there to literally carry me out of the hospital when I couldn't walk...You are my hero!
Happy Fathers Day to those that are true FATHERS! I pray that we had examples to watch and become more like.
xoxo,
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