It's not surprising that at some point our children are "smarter" than us. Rather than put myself thru "techno school" when I need to do something, I often ask my 11 year old to help.He likes it, I like it, it works for everyone.
My daughter, barely an adult, had called with something "important" to talk about, and came for dinner that night. I was fully prepared with my cheque book for a loan, my advise for her angst or many, many worst case scenarios. I was not prepared for this.
It seems that she had heard of a situation, and had applied to become a foster to adopt parent. Foster to adopt children are those that have been permanently and legally removed from parental care, and MAY be available for adoption at some point. I was stunned. Just a few years earlier, we had been battling about spending money and curfews. Now, there was a young woman across the table from me, that had matured before my eyes.
I was concerned that this was a passing fancy, much like the ballet, gymnastic & karate lessons, being a shepherd and living in Auntie Madge's barn and teaching English in Thailand . But this was serious. I could tell . She pulled out some papers, and let us know that she had already applied, and needed to know we were behind her.
Well, we're always behind you I say, BUT, : and I came up with a plethoria of questions, and concerns, each responded to, well thought out, and calm. This was not the daughter that left home. My biggest concern was for her "What if this doesn't work, it will break your heart".
She started to cry right then, and said that she had considered that, and that this had been in her mind , had made her waiver, when filling out the applications, until she remembered the poster I have above my desk. It says:
" To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you just may be the world"
We picked my grandaughter up 3 months later, a beautiful Cree princess, over a year old, having never had a real home. Until that moment. My daughter handed her to me and our eyes locked. From my daughter to my grandaughter, misty blue eyes to sparkling brown ones. And I promised to love her forever.
On this day, and each one since , their love for each other is a powerful testiment.
To the power of One.
7 comments:
Hope,
You indeed have "done it right". Bless you and all of your family.
BEAUTIFUL! Your Daughter is what I hope mine will be one day. Loving and able to change the world one person at a time.
Your have rasied a Beautiful human being!
I tip my hat to you!
I think your daughter has done a wonderful thing. It is priceless for her to know you will support her. And after all, from what I've heard there is nothing better than being a grandparent.
Wow, that is awesome Hope!
Moving indeed, but I got some serious deja vu.(see I know some french) I've read this before. Did you delete and edit? Please tell me I'm not psychic, I can't deal with the added responsibilty of seeing the future before it happens.
P.S. Thanks for the concern, I'm fighting bronchitis and feel like a turdcicle. Fret not. I'll be back soon with new and exciting controversy to tick you off.
Yes indeed I did post this before but when I read it I wasn't ready to put it out there. So I deleted it real quick. You must have caught it at just the right time. I think I used the quote in a comment to you. It's one of my favorites. Fear not, you do not possess my psychic ability, but have a remarkable memory.
Hope's prediction: You'll be feeling better by Sunday if you shut off the Tv and get some sleep.
For everyone. Thank you for the nice comments. We are very proud of our daughter. She's one of the reasons that I have such great faith in the future.
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