A reality is sinking in for our family. The reality that adoption via foster care only becomes possible through the tragedy of loss.
Loss of family, loss of parent(s), loss of familiarity, and the loss of what is known.
Yes, adoption is beautiful. Stories are redeemed. Lives are restored. New chapters are written.
But first, loss occurs. There is a decision or a moment when the original plan is fractured or broken. The heartache of that is often times messy, especially in foster care.
Many well meaning friends and family say things like (and, that is okay);
“Those kids are so lucky (blessed) to have your family..”
“I bet those kids are really thankful they have y’all.”
“What you are doing for those children is amazing..”
In theory, yes, they are in a better home. Safe, secure, and cared for.
But, that does not make the loss any less painful or tragic. The emotions are still raw and real.
I received a text message this week. It said, “at 4:00 PM I’m signing the papers to extinguish (relinquish) my rights.” I called the number back, shared my heartache for the choice that had to be made, and promised I would do my best to protect, love and care for his children. Then I prayed for him and with him. I asked God to walk with him through his heartache. I also asked God to walk with our children through their loss, and ultimately redeem all that has been broken.
He cried and my heart sank.
Yes, we are thankful (blessed) to have the future opportunity to adopt four beautiful children, but in the end, our gain, was only made possible by their loss.
The redemptive story in our home begins with a loss. As parents we must understand that, we must own that, and we must prepare to walk through that.