A post script to Wednesday's post...
Whatever my personal feelings are about my life accomplishments, I do know solidly that caring for my foster/adoptive son is an extremely personal, total commitment to bettering the world.
This isn't about the wondrous things he brings to our lives; that would deserve it's own focus.
It's about what having him in our family gives to the world.
Hopefully...
It will spare a child from feelings of despair and frustration, and replace that with feelings of love and wonder with the world around him.
It will keep a mother from dreading the arrival of morning, one more day to wonder how she'll make it through, replaced with knowing she made a supreme sacrifice to better a life. (I have met J's mother several times; I believe she is a good person with more challenges in her life than I've known.)
It will keep one citizen from the temptation of crime and unproductiveness, replaced with, who knows? A vet, a composer, an Olympic athlete, a future President...
And what he will nurture, children like him and whomever he will lead and mentor into realizing their visions.
I understand that the diapers I change today are a part of all these hopes. It doesn't lessen my ache for other achievements, but it certainly is a solid something I know I'm living now.
Abigail would do the same if she had my options.
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