Yesterday, I sat in church and listened to a song that really spoke to where I at this week. Especially with our adoption scheduled to be final in less than 72 hours.
It made me really think upon my family. My children seemed to have always struggled. All born under 5 lbs at birth, they must have entered this world fighting to survive. They didn't end up in my home because they were living with all butterflies and roses either. Their family was clearly full of high levels of dysfunction. Even in dysfunction, love can exist. But my kids didn't ask to have a life beginning like this.
As their mom, I don't want this to "define" them. I want the rest of their days to be filled with loved. I want the rest of their days to be filled with happiness and joy. I want them to leave a great legacy. One that honors the family they came from and one that brings joy to the family they joined. I know God has great plans for them.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. ~ Jeremiah 29:11
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