An Open Letter to My Children,
Hi Kids,
These pages are intended to chronicle how God will bring us together. I don't know how it will happen or where I'll find the money but one thing is for sure: we are meant to be and we will be with God's help and the help of our family and friends.
Let me start by telling you a little bit about myself: Ever since I could remember I have always wanted to adopt children. I had two friends when I was very young and their names were Candy and Lisa. That's all that I remember about them except that through them I was taught the concept of adoption. One day I realized that Candy and Lisa were different. I came home from their house and asked my mother why they had hair like cotton candy. My mother responded that they were adopted and proceeded to explain to me what adoption meant. She told me that our neighbors took them into their home to love and protect them. From that moment on I knew I wanted to do the same for some kids one day. A couple of years after the Candy and Lisa adoption story I was playing with my cousin Lisa and it hit me that she had dark skin too. I pointed my finger at her and told her that I thought she was adopted. She responded that she was adopted. I was shocked! Then she shocked me even more when she told me her sister Stella was adopted! I was a little bit confused because Stella didn't have dark skin. At that point in my young life I thought that only kids with dark skin were adopted. My mother had a lot of explaining to do and she did. I thought it was the coolest thing that I was surrounded by adopted kids!
Growing up and going though life I never felt the typical biological clock (I'll explain that to you kids when you're old enough to understand) ticking away because I always knew my children would come to me in a very different way. I waited and waited until I thought the time was right and that time never came until now, at 40 years old.
Hi Kids,
These pages are intended to chronicle how God will bring us together. I don't know how it will happen or where I'll find the money but one thing is for sure: we are meant to be and we will be with God's help and the help of our family and friends.
Let me start by telling you a little bit about myself: Ever since I could remember I have always wanted to adopt children. I had two friends when I was very young and their names were Candy and Lisa. That's all that I remember about them except that through them I was taught the concept of adoption. One day I realized that Candy and Lisa were different. I came home from their house and asked my mother why they had hair like cotton candy. My mother responded that they were adopted and proceeded to explain to me what adoption meant. She told me that our neighbors took them into their home to love and protect them. From that moment on I knew I wanted to do the same for some kids one day. A couple of years after the Candy and Lisa adoption story I was playing with my cousin Lisa and it hit me that she had dark skin too. I pointed my finger at her and told her that I thought she was adopted. She responded that she was adopted. I was shocked! Then she shocked me even more when she told me her sister Stella was adopted! I was a little bit confused because Stella didn't have dark skin. At that point in my young life I thought that only kids with dark skin were adopted. My mother had a lot of explaining to do and she did. I thought it was the coolest thing that I was surrounded by adopted kids!
Growing up and going though life I never felt the typical biological clock (I'll explain that to you kids when you're old enough to understand) ticking away because I always knew my children would come to me in a very different way. I waited and waited until I thought the time was right and that time never came until now, at 40 years old.
My Mother, Rosie Baby
Two months and two days ago my life changed unequivocally. On the morning of November 28, 2007 my darling mother whom I loved and cherished unconditionally passed away very suddenly and left me devastated. While I am still grieving and predict I will for a very long time to come I have decided that there will be no better way to honor my mother than to become a mother. My mother instilled in me so many amazing things and I plan on passing all the good stuff on to you, my yet unknown children for whom I have a bond, a dedication, and for whom I love unconditionally.
With All My Love,
Your Mother, Patricia
