I heard the saddest story today. My heart is still breaking into a million pieces and I’ve not quite grasped what it all could mean.
There is a little 2 month old girl, whose mother is in such bad times economically that she is relinquishing her for adoption. The birthfather has never been involved, and won’t be an issue due to the laws in the stat where they live.
Tomorrow she will be looking for parents for this little girl, who loves to be held, and seems to be very healthy.
We are in the list of profiles she’ll be looking at, and my heart is breaking because she is in this situation. I know that any mother who chooses us would be losing their little one, but to have the courage to parent for two months and then know in your heart that there is more for that child than you can provide…it makes my insides want to burn through my skin. She is so brave. What if she does choose us? I know that she would need us to do it, that we would be doing something equally good for her as she is for us, but still, ouch. How can I take this little girl from her mother’s arms? Why is it different? Is it the true tragedy of the situation? God is pressing her into my heart, this mother. I love her. I do and don’t want to be the one to adopt her child. I do because I know she can trust me to be a good mother and honor her sacrifice. I don’t because I really don’t want her to be in this situation. I want her to be ok. I wish we could adopt them both.