Stories of Love, Experience, & Adoption
Before our two youngest children came home, I never gave much thought to things I would hear people say…words, phrases, and looks can take on a whole new meaning.
What do I mean by this? The best example I can give is when I overheard my husband helping our daughter get dressed for church. I had done Ru’s hair, laid out a cute sundress, and handed the rest of the Sunday morning routine over to my husband.
I heard Stephen say to our daughter “you are as beautiful as your mother.” I’m not sure if my husband knew I was within ear-shot. He didn’t say it for me to hear. He was having a moment with his little girl.
However, as I was walking by and heard this, I immediately saw Rumana’s birthmother. I saw her lovely face. I saw her beautiful smile, and said a word of gratitude for that brave woman that gave birth to Ru.
A little comment such as that became loaded words filled with joy, sadness, and longing. I long to see Rumana’s birth mother again. I want her to see the beauty Ru has in her. I want to share the joy of this little girl with a woman who has captured my heart…
We celebrated Rumana’s third birthday this week. As we sang Happy Birthday to Rumana, that happy song becomes loaded words again…