Five years ago today, in seriously deep agony, I signed adoption papers and handed my sweet baby boy to his parents. I remember thinking at the time how impossible it was and even then I wasn’t sure how I actually did it. During my pregnancy I felt so sure that I would be able to place him for adoption, that I didn’t even prepare for the possibility that it would kill me to actually do it. Once I had him, the love was so strong and so immediate that I started back pedaling thinking of any possible way I could still keep him. I told my case worker I couldn’t go through with the adoption. She had to call his potential parents and tell them. It was a very difficult, but sweet two days in the hospital as I both treasured my seconds with Clark and dreaded having to let him go. The signing part was unbearable—I would say almost unbearable, but it really was unbearable. I am certain angels were with me bearing me up and strengthening me, giving me the courage to do the hardest thing I had ever done. Handing him over to Ben and Heather I remember that I couldn’t even look at them, and as I left the hospital room I collapsed because I was just that sad.
I write all of that only as a contrast to what I feel now—I never thought I would feel joy again, but the blessings that followed were as great—greater even—than my sorrow at that time. If someone had told me at that time that I would one day feel happy again, that I would one night be able to fall asleep without crying, that my heart would one day heal and feel happiness again, I would not have believed them. But Heavenly Father compensated my loss with joy, peace, opportunities, a new and beautiful marriage, and more babies. He also helped me understand that Clark was never really mine. I now feel guilty when I realize I haven’t thought about Clark as much as I feel like I should. I love him and will always love him. I also have been able to move on and live a full life without the constant ache of loss, and I am so grateful for that!
Happy birthday (two days ago) to sweet little Clark who is now FIVE years old and such a cute little guy! I hope he will one day understand how much I love him and why I did what I did!
what an amazing thing you did, luc. thank you for sharing this. i sure love you!
ReplyDeleteGod led you and you obeyed him! I'm so happy for your new life with Brian and your adorable girls! You are a blessing to us all! Best of all you did choose life for your baby!
ReplyDeleteI cried after the first sentence. It is still pretty vivid in my mind and heart - I can imagine how it still is with you!!! Such a brave girl!!
ReplyDeleteI cried after the first sentence. It is still pretty vivid in my mind and heart - I can imagine how it still is with you!!! Such a brave girl!!
ReplyDelete..and I am crying again too ; I am thankful for happy endings and thanks for sharing your story.
ReplyDeleteWith love and admiration.
I remember being so amazed the first time you, such an amazing woman, shared your story. Such heart-wrenching choices. Your son will call you blessed mother.
ReplyDeleteYou are my hero..what a tender time for all of us, but oh so much more for you.
ReplyDeleteTears in my eyes. You are amazing. I'm so glad that you have healed from the agony, and have found happiness. What a blessing you are to so many!
ReplyDeleteI love you, lucy!
ReplyDeleteI love you, lucy!
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