I am overwhelmed and embarrassed by all of the accolades you wonderful people have bestowed upon me in your comments regarding the post about my children. You have all touched me deeply and I will carry your kindness with me forever.
However, I want to make something very clear. I am no one special. I am no hero. There are many hero's in my story and my children and every other child or adult with special needs are a few of them. All I did was fall in love...just like every other mother walking this beautiful earth.
However, I want to make something very clear. I am no one special. I am no hero. There are many hero's in my story and my children and every other child or adult with special needs are a few of them. All I did was fall in love...just like every other mother walking this beautiful earth.
Since you all seemed to be so receptive to my story, I have decided to continue along the same lines for awhile. I have much to tell. Whether or not you continue to follow me will be up to you. I hope you stay but understand if you don't.
I do not want to make my blog "political" but am going to begin at the beginning. At the age of 26 I had radical surgery that took away my ability to become pregnant. I can honestly say, I never said "why me?" I knew immediately that adoption was the answer.
My first hero's in my life are the biological parents that so unselfishly chose adoption as a way of assuring their child a secure life growing up. Had it not been for them, I would not be the mother that I always dreamed of being. So to them, I say a very heartfelt thank you!
My children have known from day one that they were adopted and I am so happy to tell you they are very proud of that fact. As a side note here, I have to share a little story with you. Several years ago, when my daughter was around 5 years old I had her in for a doctors appointment. As you know, the doctors always want to know all of the health history of a the family. On this particular day, he had asked me a question I couldn't answer and told him that my daughter was adopted. He thought I was kidding and repeatedly asked for the information. After reassuring him that I was, indeed, telling the truth he apologized and said "Sitting here looking at the two of you, I just can't believe she's not your biological daughter!"
In closing, I'll share a line from a favorite poem of mine that I've always quoted to my children:
"You were not born under my heart but in it."
24 comments:
A glass half full story for sure :-) And I love that quote!
Both posts are just incredible, heartwarming and eloquent.
Your children are beautiful and are lucky to have you for a mother!
without the very sad part one of this story, there would not have been the miraculous part 2. every single thing that happens in our life, happens for a reason....to bring us to the place we are "suppose" to be!! i believe you are right where you are suppose to be!!
your quote is perfect!!!
You are a beautiful mother. I love reading about your life with your children. Life is a journey, some choose a path that is paved; some choose to forge a new path through unchartered territory so life is easier for someone else. You are giving your children a wonderful and secure life. In my book that makes you special.
love, love, love this. keep 'em coming, please!
a beautiful quote!
MichellesCharmWorld
That is a lovely story. I used to work with a lady who had two children. It wasn't until many years later that I found out that they were adopted. They both looked like my workmate and her husband - it never occurred to me that they were adopted. It's amazing isn't it? Absolutely loved your quote as well!
Jill
I can see and hear the love you have for your children in every word you write. I love the quote too,
Hugs C
wow major kudos for your honesty and openness. and the quote slays me...
It takes a special person to be a Mom. It's wonderful that you and your daughter are so well matched - I'm sure it was one of those things - meant to be!
XXX
So true -- it takes so much more than hormones and a bitty egg (plus the other stuff) to make a woman a mother.
Lovely post, Jill. Heartwarming, actually.
Awaiting the rest of this beautiful story! G
I always believe the heart makes a parent not the genes!You belong to those who love you...
You couldn't pry me away. I can't wait to read the rest of the story about you and YOUR family.
I love this heartwarming post, Jill. The love for your children shines through your words! And I love the quote. Have a great day.
Thanks for sharing. I was raised by an aunt who is not a blood relative (my biological mother's brother's wife). Of course our family and our closest friends know that I'm not her biological daughter, but when she introduces me to friends whom I've never met, they often remark that it is obvious that we favor each other. She and I always share a smile at that point. And by the way, in 10 days she will be 90 and I still call her Mother.
I'm just catching up Jill. I've been back at work and the blog world has my neglected. I love your story you are a wonderful Mother and I got wait to hear more!
You can say you're no one special, but we're free to disagree!
Thanks for sharing this with us.
Beautiful story! Can't wait for the next installment.
Jill, a beautiful quote and wonderful attitude you have. I have four children, 3 biological and one adopted. No difference in my love for each.
Thanks for sharing this Jill. You are so very, very special. BIG hug to you.
Jill, Just read "My Kids"--thanks for sharing your lovely story. How lucky they both were to end up with you--I know you have been a terrific Mother. Your quote pretty much says it all--when you feel that way it makes you the "best Mother ever". Hugs, Mickie
I, too, love reading about your love for your children. Can't beat a mother's love for her children.
I love that quote, Jill.
Thanks for sharing your story.
There is nothing like a Mother's love, no matter how you became a mother- that love is just as deep as the deepest ocean.
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