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It’s About the Love…

Adoption, a subject that truly matters to me. — If there is one thing that makes me very angry it is when someone says that there is something more special about a biological bond or blood lines. — That’s one of those things I just can’t stand… when adopted children aren’t quite good enough.

If how much someone loves another is hindered by something as insignificant as that, well that’s just sad. — How do they think that makes an adopted child feel? — Oh, you’re loved, but there is still nothing like having your very own. — News Flash, that child is someone’s very own, adopted or not. — Don’t make them feel like they are second best. That’s not cool.

I say all this from the viewpoint of someone who wants to adopt children. Someone that has a heart that could care less about blood relation & more about genuine love. — Why can’t everyone see that? — Adopting a child means having a child of your very own. An innocent little one that looks to you for love, kindness, and acceptance… just like any child. — Why are they a last resort or don’t compare to others? — I just don’t understand it.

I’ve even heard someone that adopted a child say they almost didn’t because their family wasn’t sure how they would feel about it. — What negativity is there to feel? I don’t understand. If your love stops at “not biologically related” then you have a heart problem.. something is wrong there.

I don’t think it is something I will ever understand. To be honest, I don’t care too either. I just want the same for all children. I want the same kind of love for adopted children that others get. — Don’t get me wrong I know that there are so many wonderful families that have adopted, loved, and taken care of so many children. I think that’s amazing. I think it’s beautiful. I’m not referring to them. — It’s just the people that think there is something more special about the biological factor. —

I love my husband more than anyone in this world, next to God Himself. There is no biological bond there, (thank God, cause that’d be weird for sure, lol) however I have a love for him like I don’t have for anyone else. — My children will be the same way someday. — They may not be blood related to either of us, but they will be ours. They will have all of our love. — There will be a very special bond there. The kind only parents have with children. — Blood lines, however, will have nothing to do with that. — Because you don’t need them to love your child.

I just wish everyone looked at it the same way, that’s all. πŸ™‚

-hmthreatte!

2 thoughts on “It’s About the Love…

  1. I completely agree with you. After being told we weren’t able to have children, we gave up, but by some sort of miracle we had a son. I had a life threatening, sudden onset of blood clots in my lungs, ruining my chances of ever having any other kids. From that very beginning when we thought adoption was our only choice, I knew I’d love that child just as much as a biological child. I still hold that belief today. When it comes time to adopt, that child will be loved just as much, and will never be second rate. And if anyone, either friends or family, that doesn’t see it that way can shove it.

    Thanks for sharing.

    • I love the way you look at it. — I’m really sorry you had the blood clots & that messed things up for you guys, but I’m also really glad you look forward to having another child… some people wouldn’t be as positive about it. — I think that’s wonderful, and I wish you all the very best! πŸ™‚ — I also agree, if family or friends don’t like it… that’s their problem, they can get lost, lol. πŸ™‚

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