I was unaware that this day actually existed. But hey, it does. So I thought I would post a bit about it. As some of you may know, I was adopted (and for those of you who didn’t, now you do). Thirty-one years ago my parents (the ones who adopted me) made the choice to bring me into their lives. I wanted to say thank you to them for doing that. I’m also thankful for my biological parents who believed abortion to be what it is – an unthinkable option. To my biological parents, thanks for putting me up for adoption.
To those who have put children up for adoption, hopefully I’m an example of what can be done when you can’t care for a child at that time. To those who have adopted, I love my adoptive parents as my real parents (because they are). People often ask why I haven’t searched out my parents (by that they mean my birth parents) – I usually respond with, why? I know who my parents are, they are the ones who have raised me.
Thank you to all the families out their who have adopted and made millions of children’s lives better.
Father of the fatherless and protector of widows
is God in his holy habitation. So Sing praises to Him!
Ps. 68:5, 4 ESV
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