The other day, Carla called me to tell me that Edd was bringing home his baby son. My eyes instantly welled up with tears.
Now let me tell you, neither of us actually knows Edd. Edd is a single man who had been on the waitlist at our adoption agency for at least as long as we had been working with our agency and I believe quite a bit longer than that. Looking at the comments that were posted under the announcement of his good news, everyone seemed to know who Edd was and everyone seemed to be rooting for him. And now, he is home...With. His. Son.
Since I heard the news and since I saw the picture of them together, I have not been able to stop thinking about the two of them. The love that they must already have for each other. It makes me think about the first night we brought Millie home. It makes me think about what it was like to find out that our baby had found us and that our family was complete. It makes me think about how sweet it must have been for Edd after waiting for his son for so so long.
Most of all, Edd and his son make me think about all of the misconceptions that are out there about adoption. As I have mentioned before, one of my greatest joys in being so open about Millie's adoption story, is that we have had many conversations with people who are considering adoption. The most common fear about adoption (outside of the cost) is the waiting. And there is no way around it...it is awful. It is heart wrenching and you have no control and there is nothing you can do and some days it feels like you hate yourself for ever even putting yourself through the waiting in the first place.
But then it happens. At some point...it happens. For us it was after seven months, for Edd it was quite a bit longer. But it happened. His son found him. Our Millie found us.
I wish I could share with people what it actually feels like to get that phone call. I wish I could share with people the feeling in my heart when we went to meet Millie for the first time. I wish I could let people know what it really felt like to find out that Millie was coming home. Because if people knew, if they really knew what it felt like, then they would know that everything else was worthwhile. They would know that adoption really can be this magical and beautiful way to build a family. And my heart is warmed to know that now, tonight, Edd knows that to be true.
So where ever Edd and his son may be on this rainy September night, I know their hearts are simply bursting with joy. I think of them trying on this new feeling of family and knowing what it is like to be on the other side of this adoption journey. I wish I could let them know how happy I am for them, but I will have to settle for letting you all know instead.