Ava and I talked a long time about the past, and her bio parents last night. We talked about adoption, and how choices impact our lives and the lives of others. Why we should never do drugs, because they make you loose everything. I think sometimes those talks are freeing for her to express how she feels about them and lets her express and deal with her emotions good or bad.
Nolan now five and only two the last time he saw his bio parents couldn't have many memories. Could he? This morning I told the boys Ava and I had talked about the bio parents trying to give them an opportunity to express their feelings also. I asked Nolan if he remembered them, and he responded, "Yes".
I asked him what he remembered thinking maybe he would remember the candy bio mom used to bring to the supervised visitation or something he had done at those visits. He responded with, "I remember they didn't want us"..............................
My heart sank to the bottom of my chest. My poor broken child. I least worried about him dealing with loosing parents he didn't remember and being in a safe place for so long now. All I could do was grab him in my arms and hug him. I said, maybe they didn't want you but you know who does. He said yes, "you and daddy".


4 comments:
Oh Nolan!! I love you so much and so does Jesus! Baby you were always wanted and always will be even if it is not by the bio parents. Many big hugs to you Bubba! :)
How heartbreaking and completely wonderful all at the same time. That's why we do what we do.
Jenny you and your Hubby are truly gifts that God has sent to care for Children that could otherwise go forgotten.. I truly admire you both.Without you and others like you this would surely be a less loving and caring place to live. Love to you and your beautiful Family.
Linda
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