For National Adoption Awareness Month, we asked adoptees and their families to share with us their thoughts, feelings and experiences regarding adoption. This is one courageous mama’s true story of attaching with an older child.
Written by Kate, adoptive mama less than one year home from China
Although I denied it at first, I had conjured up expectations of what “attachment” would look like when we began the adoption process of our then-9-year-old girl.
She had been abandoned at the age of 6, although this was a rough estimate by the police and social services.
She could only state her name.
No connection with a specific town.
No family to speak of.
Just a name.
Who had loved this child before she was found? Who had tucked her in at night, reassured her that she would be taken care of? Met her basic physical needs?
We just didn’t know.
We received her picture from friends who had met her in China. They were finalizing their own adoption of a girl aging out of the program, and they felt drawn to this quiet child from across the room. She was tender and sweet; soft spoken.
It was God who brought that small, intimate encounter across the ocean.
Right to our door step. Read More