The fabulous Ryan of The Woven Moments has done it again with another “The Naked Truth” Link party. This time the theme is love. I couldn’t resist. So after you read this, head on over to her place and read her Naked Truth About Love, too!
I’m sure she was terrified. I’m sure it might not have been her decision. Not 100% at least. Parents still control much of a 17-year-old’s world, even if her sex life wasn’t within their grasp.
The single, typewritten page tucked neatly in the file cabinet noted that she wanted to go to college. Government Administration. One of the only specific pieces of information shared.
Maybe it was the vast potential her life still held. Mostly it was probably being 17 – barely an adult, still a child in her parents’ eyes.
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Two people consumed by love, marriage, a toddler, and infertility. They examined the far corners of their heart. There was plenty of room. They needed more children to love.
More children needed their love.
They applied, they prayed, they cleaned, they presented, they prayed some more, but mostly they waited.
Four years officially. Six years technically.
It was a Wednesday afternoon. The phone call came. “We have a little girl for you. You can pick her up tomorrow morning.”
Neighbors and friends swarmed to piece together baby essentials. After all, it had been 6 years since they had prepared for a baby’s arrival.
Thursday morning came. So did their second little girl. Exactly one month old.
They loved her before they knew her. They loved her even more now that they had her.
She slept through her first night in her new home, with her new family. Mom knew it was a sign that she was where she belonged. Dad went to the crib every hour through the night, just to admire in awe that she was finally their daughter.
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My naked truth about love:
Love is selfless. Never selfish.
I am the very product of two families, strangers to each other still, both giving of themselves to the very fullest.
One giving up a child. One giving of their family to make room for another, not their blood, but theirs all the same.
I was adopted into the most amazing family God could ever have given to me. I more often forget than remember, or even realize, that I don’t share their blood.
Their gift, my life, my family, my opportunities, my everything, is the epitome of a selfless gift born only from love.
While we may be selfish towards those we love, the selfish act is never love itself. Selfless acts only come from love. They are love.