This last weekend I took a road trip to AZ with my family and two friends to attend an adoption conference.
One of my friends placed a baby for adoption 15 years ago in a now totally closed adoption. The other is an adoptive mom of 7 kids–6 of whom were adopted through the foster care program and were not adopted as infants. Many of her kids have biological families that would be considered “dangerous people.” I listened in awe to their stories once again and how each of them has a strong testimony of open adoption for different reasons but equally as sincere and intense.
During the 24 hours we had in the car for conversation and storytelling, the following post came up. I had chills. Here is the experience of an adoptive mom taking her son to prison to visit his birth family.
I hope you will take a moment and read her post.
There are many words in this post that just rang so true for me. Here are some favorite parts:
My love, my overabundant, overwhelming, huge amount of pure love for my kids cannot erase their need and desire to be loved by their original parents.
I understand that some would use any of the ample excuses at my disposal as a reason to close an adoption. Run-ins with the police, active addiction, inappropriate gifts, uncomfortable situations, angry family members, criminal activities are all reasons we hear for closing up relationships. My kids first parents live complicated, confusing, difficult lives. That I do not deny. And I love them.