Adoption through my eyes

This is my adoption story.  I am not a spokesperson for or against adoption and nothing I share should be taken as a generalization about adopting.  Every story is unique and has its own qualities that make it what it is.  It is time for me to share mine.  It is difficult, emotional, and some parts are hard to admit.  I know it is a piece of my own healing process no matter what else comes of it.

We adopted our son when he was almost 13 years old.  We had never talked about adopting and had not prepared ourselves for it but we felt strongly that God spoke to us to adopt this particular child. And we did. He became our oldest child by 2 1/2 years, which we never heard anyone recommend.  The “experts” say that you should take a child younger than your birth children, but we felt God was bigger than expert opinions no matter how hard it might be.  We did not have anyone really who thought it was a fantastic idea because it would clearly come with a cost to me, my husband, and our 3 children.  We also did not know a single person who had taken this on before. No one.  But we went forward because it was what we were called to do.

The next 5 1/2 years were very demanding- the adjustment, the sacrifices made by the 5 of us, and the mere exhaustion of 4 boys in our family. We only had those 5 years to train our son up for the world- we had missed his first 13 and there was so much for him to learn.  Lessons came at a cost, discipline was constant, and the push back from him was ever present. But we stuck it out.  No matter what. That is what we signed up for when we became his parents.

I have probably had a  hundred people say to me, “I bet he is so thankful he got you!” I would smile politely, without a response.  There is no response to that statement because he did not know how to be thankful. He came to us with so much hurt, disappointment, and anger that there was no way he would let down his guard and think about what he had. It would leave him vulnerable and he had been through too much to open himself up to that.

His therapist said to him, “When are you going to stop pushing your parents away?”  The answer- up until this point…..never. The pain of those first few years made  him into a survivor- a child who can make himself exist in any situation and not be bonded. Bonding is too much.  Too personal.  Too deep.

So we were left with knowing that we would not get from him what he had hoped for. A parent/child relationship. One that involves the give and take of love and acceptance. We were a means to an end for him and after he turned 18 he just left. Took off for somewhere he thought was better. No real explanation or reasoning. Leaving just because he could. Not really leaving much behind because he is a survivor and he can make life work wherever he is. It was the most crushing experience of my life. Watching my son walk out and not look back.

My son graduated from basic training in the U.S. Army and we were able to celebrate the graduation with him.  We were so proud and so excited for his future. We were overwhelmed with his courage and strength to work so hard for something so honorable. We got back from his graduation two days ago and I was beaming with pride. He had become a respectable, honest, young man with credibility and integrity. But I still did not have a son who wants me to be his mom. That crushes me deep to the core. It burns from the inside out.

But here is where my journey has led me.  The picture of this angel is called the “angel of freedom.” I found it today and it spoke volumes to me. In order to be free, I have to let him go and stop trying to find something in him that he does not have to give away. It is not fair to him and it only hurts me. I pry and almost beg for answers I want to hear from him. I wait for the gratitude, love, and acceptance. And then I am devastated when it is not there. 

I pray God will give me freedom from my expectations. Freedom from the constant disappointment that I don’t have with him what I have with my birth children.  We cannot give away what we do not have. 

I have prayed for 6 years now that it would be “well with my soul.”  It is not yet but I am hoping that as I grow I will find the peace that passes understanding. That will be a time of amazing freedom.

7 thoughts on “Adoption through my eyes

  1. Thank you for this! You have been obedient to God even by writing this blog. Keep listening to His direction. Be blessed!!!!! Love you!

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  2. Jenny Thank you for sharing. You have instilled things in him he would have never learned if he had been left where he was. He is trying to find his way. Someday he will be able to thank you for all your family has done for him. He does love you in his own way. It's just a different kind of love. You have guided him to where he is today. You gave him a chance he would have never had witout you. You are a very special Godly lady Mother and Friend. I love you Jenny

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    1. I say it is true that he Loves you in his own way. He truly loves you. He knows that is was you who disciplined him so he Knows right from wrong. He knows that the little things he got in trouble from would save him from bigger situations in the future. Keep your Head up- love XXXX XXXXX

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  3. We can hope that he will grow as a man, develop loyalty and sense of allegiance and success in the Army and I pray that he will be able to look back and say, I could not have done this without my mom.
    I love you.
    Mom

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  4. Wow…tears flowing b/c I KNOW!!! We took our nephew when he was 12 and yes, against the grain, but we knew it was the right thing to do. And yes, always push back, discipline, he and I had a passionate relationship to say the least! He left suddenly at 15 1/2, betraying us with lies, returning to his mom which is a horrible set up for him. He's made his way back into our lives, via phone. I'm still guarded b/c I cried for months. It felt like someone had died in my home. I gave up the idea to ever have a third child b/c I took him in…and sometimes I feel like my son is just out there in the abyss, as I laid down all my expectations for our relationship b/c at the time he wanted nothing to do with his mom. He's tried to apologize in a round about way, but its just awkward now. thank for you sharing your experience here.

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  5. I do believe that he Loves you very much! I know he doesn't show it like your other boys do but I believe he Loves you the best that he can.Praying that he continues to grow in his faith.

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