As some of you may know, my husband and I adopted two precious little girls from China since Stefanie’s death.
(If you’re interested in knowing what it was like, feel free to visit my adoption blog at www.5xmum2b.blogspot.com.)
The first little one we had planned on adopting long before Stefanie died but were waiting until after our youngest (at the time) was a little older (and a lottery win would have been nice). We had discussed it long before getting married and knew it was something we would do when the time was right.
One day, a friend of mine said “some people will think you’re trying to replace your daughter” and I felt sick. Bringing Grace home was something we had wanted to do long before we had our two sons. It was a beautiful and positive dream to focus on when life seemed to offer little hope. She was always in the cards for James and me and I feel so very lucky to have her in my life. She gave me hope when I most needed it, and for that I will be eternally grateful to her.
Our second and final adoption though was probably one of the best things that came out of Stefanie’s death. Realistically I don’t think we would have otherwise been able to adopt her – if for no other reason than there was no room left in the house.
When things are really bad in life, a silver lining seems impossible. What good can come out of something so horrible? I’m not sure that there is always automatically something good, but tragedies can prompt action and through that action can come some good.
Trying to see things in a good light is hard – very hard, but our little Elena is a blessing sent from heaven. The two are not angelic at the best of times, but they bring their own joy and satisfaction with them.
No, I’m not suggesting anyone run out and start adopting kids. I just want to show that no matter how bad a situation is, eventually there will be light to fill the darkness and we never know what form that light will take.