Twenty-three years ago, a beautiful little girl was born. From the get-go, she was sweet, sensitive, and rather shy. She has grown into a young woman of whom I am so proud. She has worked hard to overcome challenges, and recently told me she is trying to face her fears, and asked me if I would write her story and share it here on the blog, in hopes she can inspire others through their own struggles. Although I offered to publish an auto-biographical piece for her, she wanted me to write her story from my perspective. At her request, and with her approval of this post, I share the following:
The phone rang, and the social worker on the other end informed me that a baby girl had been born 10 weeks early and drug-exposed. She wasn't ready to be released from the medical facility where she was currently staying, but would we be interested in being her foster-to-adopt parents? Of course! When John and I filled out our paperwork, we indicated that we were comfortable with a premature bab…
Great photos! Looks like you girls had lots of fun together.
ReplyDeleteNone of our cousins lived in town. Luckily, though, we were the ones that lived near our grandparents (on my dad's side). We played with them whenever they came to town, and our grandparents oftentimes took one of us when they went to visit my cousins.
My mom is Canadian, so we only got to see her mom once a year. I've only met her brother's kids once, back when I was 10 or so.
It's wonderful that you have this special family connection. As an only child from a very small family myself I have no such childhood memories however I married into a large family with many siblings and cousins and my own children have many, many such childhood connections which I'm so happy about.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun post!!
ReplyDeleteLooks like you girls have tons of memories.
The pictures are amazing I wish I could find some of my cousins and me.
xo Marissa
I love all the old photos and memories! I've got a lot of those mis-dated photos, too! I do love our digital age! You three look like you had lots of fun together - maybe just a tiny bit of mischief! Until I was 11 I was surrounded by cousins, I was the oldest of us all but it never mattered! I am still very close to a few of them and like you sure wish they lived closer.
ReplyDeleteThe photos are real treasures, but the connection you obviously have with your cousins is priceless.
ReplyDeleteWow, what a lovely post! I have photos like this - and similar memories - of my cousin and me. We are six months apart in age and grew up very close, like you and yours. Think I'll go give her a call...
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