In March, my sister and brother-in-law were thrilled to receive a sweet little infant girl to adopt as their own child. Her mother chose them a few months into the pregnancy so everything was ready for this little one to come into their life. When she was two days old, she was released from the hospital, initial paperwork was filled out, and she joined our family.
When you adopt a child, there is a probationary period of 6 months. Tuesday’s hearing was to mark the end of those 6 months and finalize the adoption. My mother, step-father, grandmother, and Kyle’s mother all watched as my sister, her husband, and the judge signed all the papers and we welcomed this little girl into our family legally.
This baby girl sat as quiet as could be on the judge’s lap while her mommy answered the requisite questions. She looked up at him when he talked, watched his computer screen and pen in fascination as her legal-limbo came to an end. The judge even commented that he had never had such a calm child in this situation before.
I appreciated this experience in many ways. One way is that I now get to see what my parents went through with my adoption when I was an infant. The second is to see a judge who had no reason to be emotionally connected to the case make the effort to become so by letting the grandpa in him shine. The third was a small wonder of how many instances I’ll be in a similar situation as the Foundation grows and is able to provide financial assistance to a couple unable to grow their family through natural childbirth due to cancer treatments.
That evening I was informed that a life had come to a close that day. The husband of a member of our Board of Directors had passed away. My heart aches for the family at this time of loss as they now have to learn to move forward without their husband and father. Incidentally, they have welcomed children into their family also.
Life is a precious thing and I am grateful for the time we have with our loved ones.