Up too late
Its June! How can that be? And its the END of June?
Abbie's almost done with Kindergarten and I haven't been emotional about it at all which surprises me. She is ready, she has done well, she is growing up- and these are events that we want as parents. She is something else. Tonight I wrote her birthmother an email and sent some new pictures of her and Becca. Always takes me so long to do it, I enjoy doing it, but I want to make sure I write things that are thoughtful, that capture who Abbie and Becca are today without making their birthmom feel sad...I suppose she will always feel sad at the loss of these two, I feel sad thinking about her loss- its devastating. Yet, we have such a beautiful and surreal friendship now, where there is really no one I would rather talk to about my girls, to share in the delight of their growth, the discoveries they are making, their personalities...I am overwhelmed at how these adoptions have played out so far. I know it will get complicated as the girls grow, yet I am not afraid. How could I not share after she has given us such amazing selfless gifts? It is not a competition. Birthmom wants to talk to Abbie on the phone. Just to hear about her life from her own words. I understand that. She doesn't want Abbie to know who she is yet. I appreciate that. So we are looking forward to that call. It is a good thing, I am sure of it...the fact that their birthmom wonders and wants to know what their voice sounds like, to hear how they think, to know they are well. And I am pleased to be able to share that. It's a priviledge. And I think Abbie and Becca will appreciate it someday, too. I also wrote the birthmom of Josie and Tess tonight and shared pictures. I sense so much of her in both of the girls, a sensitive and joyful spirit, musical and deep. I cannot express how comforting it is to know she chose us to raise these girls...it helps take away the sting of accusations that we can't know what we are doing as white parents. We have so much to learn, and there will be issues, I am sure of it. But she chose us, and God entrusted us. And He will provide what we need daily. Its a promise. So as I sit here up too late I am overwhelmed by God's gifts to us, abundant and generous. His ways are fantastic!