For the woman who sits alone today... For the woman who doesn't know him... For the woman who grieves... For the woman who misses all her firsts... For the woman who isn't reading a bedtime story tonight... For the woman who doesn't know what it feels like to hold him... For the woman who counts the days until the next visit... For the woman who wonders about the future... For the woman who gave birth to a beautiful, perfect, child... This is for his Mother. This is for her Mother. This is for the Mothers of my children. I am blessed by your child. Each and every day I see the works of God behind your child's eyes. There is love, wisdom, charisma, hope, faith, and joy behind those eyes. When your child smiles, I am right there smiling along. When your child cries, I'm ready to comfort, to hold, to wipe the tears away. When your child is scared, I do my best to wipe away those fears. When your child misses you... I stop. I breathe deep. For I kno...
A journey of adoption, through the Philippines and U.S. Foster Care.