November is National Adoption Month, so I’d like to take at least a couple of posts to highlight adoption. Today I want to share a poem that touched my heart, and later I want to highlight how adoption has impacted our family.
I first saw this in a Dear Abby column some years ago, cut it out — and just found it again last week.
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 yours one.
One became your guiding star — the other became your sun.
The first gave you life and the second taught you to live in it.
The first gave you a need for love and the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality; the other gave you a name.
One gave you the seed of talent; the other gave you an aim.
One gave you emotions; The other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile; the other dried your tears.
One gave you up – It was all that she could do.
The other prayed for a child and God led her straight to you.
And now you ask me through your tears the age old question through the years:
Heredity or Environment – Which are you the product of?
Neither my darling, neither –
Just two different kinds of love.
~ Author Unknown
I’m not naive enough to think that all children placed for adoption are given in love: I have known people who adopted or were foster parents to children from abusive situations. But even then, the gift of life, allowing that child a chance to live in a loving family, to grow up, experience life, and become a productive adult, is always a better answer than abortion.