Poem Entitled "Knowing"
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I saw this poem and thought of my birth parents. Even though I often think of my birth mom giving me up, it just might have been my birth father. Who knows?
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That is a beautiful poem, Darcy. I have a pic in my room with my kids’ foster mothers and me at Eastern the first time we met. When I look at it, it spurs me to thank God for all of the routes it took to put our little family together, and I ask God to bless their foster mothers, their social workers, and especially, their birth moms. There is a loss associated with each of these women-but I pray the Lord fills that loss in their heart with extravagant love to this day.
I love our children's birth angels so very much! I cannot imagine the heartbreak that they endured...