From one mother's heart to another

It is the eve before Titus' second birthday and my thoughts are consumed with a young woman who sacrificed and gave us the wonderful blessing of our son.  My heart often aches for this young woman.  A woman of whom we have one small picture and a name but nothing more.  A woman who gave us something that we desired but could not achieve on our own.   A woman whom I have prayed for and thanked God for often.  A woman whom I have never met.  A woman whom I hold so much gratitude for.   A woman who made a choice to give my son life.   A woman who holds a part of my son's DNA as part of her own.

On the eve of our son's birthday I pray for this woman.  I pray that she will know that Titus is unconditionally loved and cared for.  I pray that she will have peace in her decision.  I pray that one day she will know the Prince of Peace.  I pray for healing for her.  I pray for this woman's loss and wish she could know how bright, handsome, and joyful Titus is.  I pray that on Titus' birthday that God will comfort and be by her side and whisper reassurances in her heart and mind from one mother to another.

Tomorrow I will celebrate my son's second birthday.  I will smile a lot.  I will put a candle in the chocolate Elmo cake I will make just for him and watch him blow out the flickering flame.  I will take pictures and gush about how cute he is.  I will do all the things that a mother does on her child's birthday and be thankful for this woman and for her part in who my son is today.

For adoption is filled with both indescribable losses and unending joy.