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Her parents were good people; they were just too damn young to be raising a family. They didnāt do anything wrong unless you call falling in love wrong. Should they have had unsafe sex? Of course not, but listen ā weāve all gotten caught up in the heat of the moment for many reasons. Their passion resulted in an unwanted pregnancy.
For two 14 year old kids, they made a very mature decision: they put their baby girl up for adoption. They could have chosen any other avenue but they chose the right one for them and their daughter. There are so many good options available to pregnant girls and women who are not ready, not willing, not able to keep their babies. Then there are also illegal abortion mills with doctors willing to rip a fetus from the motherās womb for a price. How do those people sleep at night?
My husband and I werenāt looking for another child; we already had three, all strawberry blondes with dove-like skin and blue eyes. Just like us. It was my sister who wanted to adopt. Desperately. When she got the call, she wept for joy ā¦ until she learned Zoe was black and not a newborn but three years old. My sister said no. Flat refusal. I couldnāt believe this was the girl I grew up with. What happened to her open mind and arms, her loving heart. Theyāre still there but only for babies that look like mine.
Zoe hid behind the skirt of the lady at the adoption center. When I kneeled down and opened my arms, she looked at me very tentatively. I smiled, nodded my head and she took off like a little rabbit running straight into my arms. And we hugged like our lives depended on it; in a way, they did.
She is our daughter now and the fit was seamless, like those lovely Russian nesting dolls. Our biological children love Zoe and she loves them. And us. Weāre crazy about all our kids and wonder why we didnāt do this sooner. Zoe is our fourth daughter; we already decided weāre going for five.
One very large bedroom with three sets of bunk beds. It’s messy and noisy and all over the place but itās a happy, beautiful thing.
NAR Ā© 2023
#WDYS
Won’t you join me today
for another round of
Name That Tune?
It’s a good one!
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Thanks, Blue! š
Something wonky’s going on; I’m not getting your post notices. Need to check spam. Grrr!
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A lot of people are running into problems with WP lately. šµāš«
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I’ve noticed!!
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She is beautiful
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Isn’t she? Impossible to resist that smile and her positive energy.
Thanks for your very nice comment and for taking the time to read.
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Your heart is big and open wide. We need more like you. Thanks for this lovely story. I bless you.
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Thank you so much for your lovely comment, Selma!
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My pleasure. I really enjoyed the story. Blessings.
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Beautiful story, Nancy. I wish more couples were open-minded like the one in your story.
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Thanks, Adele! Yes, it’s true! We need a lot more understanding and open-mindedness throughout the world.
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Been there; done that! šš„° The criticism levied is that kids should be placed with families of similar ethnic and cultural backgrounds. I can see both sides of the argument, but it didnāt stop us from adopting our sons.
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And the joy in all your lives is immeasurable! I love hearing stories like that, Misky. Thanks for the share! š„°
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Parents and daughter are both lucky. The sister will never be satisfied.
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Very true, D! Look at that face! She’d me mine in a heartbeat!
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Absolutely!
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Lovely story Nancy.
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Thanks, Di! Glad you enjoyed it.
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“Teach your children well
Their father’s hell did slowly go by
Feed them on your dreams
The one they pick’s the one you’ll know by
And you, of tender years
Can’t know the fears your elders grew by
Help them with your youth
They seek the truth before they can die
Don’t you ever ask them why
If they told you, you would cry
So just look at them and sigh
And know they love you”
Life in love is such a simple, elusive, majestic, universal law to live by.
šā£ļø Have a beautiful Sunday, cara.
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Anche a te, caroā£ļø
It’s a wonderful song, isn’t it? āŗļø
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I’m crying tears of joy … (my tissue box is always near, as is my pal Frankie)
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You are so sweet, Ivor! Tears of joy … splendid! š
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Liquid Joy
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This is so sweet!
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Glad you think so, David. Thanks! š
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*hug*
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What a wonderful, heartwarming story! I am very happy for you and your family!
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Thanks, Fred! I know in my heart if this was not a fiction story I would have done nothing different. āŗļø
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What is fiction and what reality? It’s our mindset š
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Very heavy for this early hour, Fred! š
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Oh such a beautiful story Nancy. If only everyone was that open minded and open hearted. Thanks for joining in with this lovely story
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Yes, Sadje! What a wonderful world this would be.
Just look at that beautiful child, so full of life and joy. Who wouldn’t jump at the chance to love her and keep her safe and happy?
Thank you, Sadje!
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Very true my friend. We need to open our hearts
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