Wings to Fly

Well, it's been "empty nest" around here for a while now. My baby, the one whose photo I gazed at constantly during the 6-month wait until her arrival (Christmas 1986), has flown from the nest and is living ninety miles away. I'm grateful every day to her birthmother - the one who gave her wings. A poem quoted by a Guatemalan birthmother puts it this way -
"I had a lot of dreams
almost none came true
maybe it was because I wanted to fly
and I didn't have wings
I want you to have wings
my little bird."
While I really miss having her around the nest these days, I'm proud of her independent spirit. How was it for her, growing up as a Guatemalan American in the Midwest? In her words, "it's no big deal."
I pray for waiting parents. Nothing in the adoption process was more difficult than the waiting, as any adoptive parent will tell you. But at least it's good preparation for all of the tough waiting that comes with being a parent, like waiting for your new driver to come home after her first long road trip. Hang in there!!
More later - watching the debate!
ChapinaMom