All this put together lead me to see that my life did not support raising a child at that time in a way that I felt my child deserved, so I chose adoption. I do have to note though, that I would not have chosen adoption if I could not have had it open, saying goodbye to my child without the hope of every knowing he was happy and loved in his new family was too difficult to consider. When the counselor told me I could stay in contact with the adoptive family that was when I made my decision.
Since that meeting, we have all wished we had done it sooner! We simply fit together as a family and have been seeing each other often since then.
It allowed me to see that I had made the right choice; my son had a wonderful, loving family that cared deeply for him and took care of all his needs. The more letters and pictures I received where I saw this, the easier it was to put my grief behind me. And of course, having the opportunity to see him again and build a relationship with him was amazing and something I am very thankful for.
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