A Mother’s Heart…

Dear sir,

I want to tell you how much I enjoyed the story you shared of a loving mother who sacrificed to attend addiction recovery classes with her child three times a week.

I would also like to share with you–and this is done in the spirit of education not indignation–that though your story was moving and beautiful, it was told with some misconceptions.

You shared that this mother sacrificed so much for her child even though it wasn’t her biological child but her adopted child.

You spoke these words as if this fact made the story even more awe-inspiring.

“She did this for her adopted child.”  You said with wonder.

I understand–based on this misconception–that you probably haven’t experienced the joys that come from being in a family blessed by adoption.

I understand that you probably don’t know, how could you know, that when a mother has to fight to claim the babies God has reserved for her–whether that fight comes through the complications of pregnancy and delivery or if it comes through months or often years of feeling like she can’t fully breathe, relying on the Lord for oxygen, until the court date is set and the final papers are signed–that fight, that willingness to sacrifice all for that child never ends.

I can tell you that my mother fought for my adopted sister and that her mother’s heart beats the same for her as it does for me. Every wonder, worry, joy and celebration she has felt for me she has felt identically for her. I’ve witnessed it and I as a sister have felt it.

As a sister I cannot differentiate the feelings I have for one sibling from those I have for another. I would sacrifice for one as I would sacrifice for all. We are united, designated by God to be a forever family.

I would ask you to please continue to tell your story of the brave mother. She is an example to us all and she deserves recognition. Just understand–and again I say this with the highest respect–that her sacrifice does not hold greater value because it was done for her adopted rather than biological child because for her they are one and the same.