|Me with the four most important people in my life.|
by Lauren Koch
With Valentine's Day upon us, my family and I mark the anniversary of my “Gotcha Day,” the day my wonderful parents adopted me.
Growing up, my brother and I used to fight – a lot. I remember our parents urging us to “be kind,” and “love one another,” but let's be honest, what tween girl really wants to be sweet to her little brother?
The reality is, there are thousands of children all around the world who would give just about anything to have a brother or a sister to bicker with, be friends with, and just plain ole’ play with. And I bet they’d give just about anything to have parents to provide them with love, warmth, and words of wisdom and discipline. But instead, they’re living in foster homes, in orphanages, or on the streets – alone.
I can’t help but take a moment and wonder what it must be like for a child without a family. Will you take just one moment and imagine yourself as a child without a family? Sad, afraid, and downright lonely are just a few of the words that come to my mind.
I was blessed beyond words to have been adopted into a warm, loving family as an infant, but many children will never experience the safety and security that a loving, permanent family provides. Even as an adult, married and forming a family of my own, my adoption and the family it gave me is just as important to me today as ever. I work for NCFA because I am passionate about adoption and hope that one day we live in a world where there are no orphans. Can you envision such a world? How sweet it would be.
Category Personal Stories