Legacy of an Adopted Child
Once there were two women who never knew each other.
One you do not remember, the other you call Mother.
Two different lives shaped to make you one.
Two different lives shaped to make you one.
One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
The first one gave you life, and the second taught you to live it.
The first one gave you life, and the second taught you to live it.
The first gave you a need for love.
The second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality.
One gave you a nationality.
The other gave you a name.
One gave you a talent.
The other gave you aim.
One gave you emotions.
One gave you emotions.
The other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile.
The other dried your tears.
One sought for you a home that she could not provide.
One sought for you a home that she could not provide.
The other prayed for a child and her hope was not denied.
And now you ask me, through your tears,
And now you ask me, through your tears,
the age-old question unanswered through the years.
Heredity or environment, which are you a product of?
Neither, my darling. Neither. Just two different kinds of Love.
© author unknown
© author unknown
michael's wedding had an honored guest that many were unaware of. sitting with our family was his birthmother maryann, and her two daughters. she was there to see her firstborn marry his wife.
pregnant at a young age, she gave him (and the world) the incredible gift of life and offered him up for adoption. after waiting for several years on the list for a child, my parents adopted mike when he was a few weeks old.
fast forward to his 20th year. though both of us were interested in meeting our birthmoms, he was the only one who found his. with the unselfish love of my mom, he had the full support of our family when he reached out to maryann.
fast forward another 7 years to now. the mother and son dance at the reception.
the first half of the dance was mike and mom together. for the second half, mike and mom pulled maryann in to dance with them.
a moment you don't see all that often.
and here's the freeze-framed moment:
5 comments:
So very cool. As an adopted child myself, I only wish for Michael's courage to open that "pandora's box" and the good fortune to find a lovely woman like Maryann hiding inside.
You make me cry. I want to grow up to be just like you.
quit making me cry when I read your blog please. that is so very cool, your mom is so generous and you are lucky to have her!
such a sweet story, made me cry. How wonderful for him to have 2 such loving and sharing mothers
Your family is always so inspiring. So much love! God bless your mom, and Maryann.
I just came upon your page today and I am so very excited to read more. You know I will! And I am excited to see your photography-- that it news to me.
Congratulations to Mike! I know it's hard to be a sister "giving away" a brother, but it's easier when you know he's made the right choice.
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