Our Daughter’s Adoption Story

Our adoption story. All for His glory. A call from placement. A prayerful assessment. Waiting to find her. A child left behind. Hungry. Skinny. Homeless. Needy.

The search.  Over.  A drive to go get her.

We see her, with ladies. All doting, amazed. Quietly, we enter. She turns around, as if she remembers.  A look, a gaze, right in our faces.  As if the distance, the time, the absence has all been in vain.

I embrace her. Love enters. A parade to the others.  With nothing but a t-shirt. We quickly get her home. To show the others.

Up the stairs. The children run down. They see her, grab her, love her. as if she has always been our own. 

A bath. Trying to suck a bottle. New clothes. Lots of holding.  A hope for tomorrow. A knowing. 

Now growing.  Laughing. Playing. On target after much reading. Starting Kindergarten. Loves her friends. The beginning. Yes, a beginning of a love story, with a perfect ending.