Friday, September 24, 2010


Since my mother’s death, I have struggled. Struggled to figure out just what my purpose was in this world. I felt very lost. I did not think that I had a plan. No path that was laid out in front of me. What was I supposed to do with the rest of my life. This question would often haunt me at night.

The one thing that I have had the greatest pride in over the years has been my role as mother. Being a Mom is the one area in which I feel the most comfortable. My children are by far my greatest accomplishment and joy. I find no bigger thrill than that in watching my children grow up and thrive. My special needs children (Tobey and Taylar) have taught me that the greatest joy that we can see/feel is that in watching our kids surpass what is predicted by doctors, therapists and “experts.” The special needs community is near and dear to my heart as I have found many friends and “family” in the 14 years that I have been part of it.

I believe that all of this has led me up to what is the next stage in my life….You see, I have followed their website for months I have watched many families journeys. I have read the blogs. I have looked at the faces of all of the children. I have sat back and watched. I have dreamt of all of the children who are waiting. Just waiting for someone to choose them. A “forever family” is what they need. Someone to take them in and open their hearts to the love and joy that they would bring to their new family. No specific child stuck out to me. I prayed every night. My heart ached for all of these children. I was not sure what I could do to help, but I knew one thing and that was that I could not do nothing. My heart would not let me!

Then, it happened…. I saw what I thought was the most beautiful face….

A sweet sweet little boy. His face just stuck in my head. I thought about him all the time. Just sitting in an orphanage. An orphanage in a place where kids are sent to an institution at age 5 if they are not placed in a permanent home. A child that would be loved unconditionally in my house. A child who would have a chance to thrive in my family. I just could not forget him...

Never in my life did I ever think that I would be a candidate for adoption. Single, a teacher, 5 kids. I would have thought that these things would have crossed me out. But, that is NOT the case. In fact, my family can indeed adopt N, but (and the BUT is huge) we must get up the funds to do so. This is where I must plead to EVERYONE that I know and EVERYONE that you know and so on to help out here. In order to bring N to Texas, I must raise $30,000. That is a HUGE amount of $$. However, I have seen many families do it. I do have faith, that if it is indeed God’s plan to add N to our family, he will guide us through this and help to make it happen.

If you have any fundraising ideas, PLEASE pass them along. If you know ANYONE who would be willing to help us out, PLEASE pass my info along.

Thank you for ALL of your help in getting N home.


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