I was adopted as baby, and I’ve always known that I was adopted. My adoption was open, and my parents met my birth mother before I was born. They also met her parents, my grandparents, and I’ve had a relationship with them my entire life. I was fifteen when I found out that these sweet family friends were more than just friends, but actually my flesh and blood. You can read more about that here.


Spending time with my sweet Grandma Ruth, whom I got my narrow shoulders from, December 2009


Laughing with my hilarious Grandpa Charles, December 2009

It was quite the journey to be able to be okay with the fact that they were my grandparents. I wrestled with what I wanted to do now that I knew some of my biological relatives, because I’d never imagined that would ever happen. I talked with my parents and friends, asked for advice from those who are wiser than me, and spent lots of time in prayer. In April of 2009, I decided to google my birth dad (BD). (Welcome to the 21st century.) I found him, and after more prayer and advice, I emailed him that August. We spent four months emailing and talking on the phone, and in December, we met.


Enjoying a meal at Olive Garden in Huntsville, Alabama, December 2009

The story doesn’t stop there. Over the next few years, we got to know each other. He came to my graduation; I visited him that summer. He got married in 2011, and I got to be there. We continued to get to know each other, but I still had a huge burden on my heart. I knew that my BD did not know the Lord, and over the next few years, I prayed that he would come to know Jesus. It was a prayer that at some times I did not think would ever be answered, but I was completely shocked when I got a facebook message from his wife in March of 2013 saying that they had both come to know the Lord. What a BLESSING!


At their baptism, March 2013

I’m so thankful that the Lord has been sovereign in my life. He gave me two incredibly wonderful parents, and He’s let me play a part in the lives of some of my biological family. There’s so much more to the story, so feel free to read all about my adoption and what the Lord’s taught me over the past few years here.


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