What Father’s Day Means For Her

Across a cold ocean in a cold country there is a little girl sitting in a wheelchair who does not know about Father’s Day, Mother’s Day, or the daily delights of being part of a family. Sure, she laughs and smiles, calls to friends and plays games, but she is not complete without a family.

And our family is not complete without her.

Over the past months, as my husband and I have been advocating for orphans and checking off steps before starting the adoption process, we gradually realized that while we waited to be “good enough”, children were waiting for families, imperfect families like ours.

There are many burdens on all adoptive parents hearts, the burden of time, of distance, and of inadequacy. You and I, we cannot save every child. And oh, how much easier it would be to look away, to forget the voiceless, and to live our lives in comfortable predictability. In our efforts to be as prepared as possible before taking on the turbulent task of adopting a child, we had begun to slip back into the complacency of the “maybe someday” warm fuzzy dreams for adoption.

It was a child’s voice, our own little Dellabug’s words, that called us to reexamine our decisions to wait. While tucking her in for bed a few weeks ago she reached up to stroke my cheek and whispered “We should get in the car right now and go get ______ because she doesn’t have a mommy or a daddy.”

For the past few weeks we have been in a flurry of gathering paperwork, researching agencies, and signing form after form after form. I have come to realize that the adoption process is not nearly as linear as I expected. While there is a domino effect of one form necessitating another form, there are also parallel procedures that intertwine before branching back out to their respective fields. We can go into more detail about that later for the benefit of other families considering adoption. What I came here to say today is this:

Little girl, you have a family praying, loving, and working hard to bring you home. I pray that this is the last Father’s Day you endure without knowing the love of your father who will go to the ends of the earth for you.

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*Until all the paperwork has been processed and approved for her to be listed on the “My Family Found Me” page on Reece’s Rainbow, we will not be sharing the name or information of the child we are hoping to adopt. Hopefully our Family Sponsorship Page on Reece’s Rainbow will be set up in the next few weeks. In the meantime if you wish to help support our family please pray for us, for this little girl, for all orphans, and families pursuing adoption. We also have set up a GoFundMe account to help cover the cost of the home study and the endless paperwork fees.

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One comment on “What Father’s Day Means For Her

  1. Totally true, having done that/been there twice in creating our family!
    Keep us posted on your progress as time goes on!

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