My biological mother was just 16 years old when she became pregnant with me and had a choice to make: terminate the pregnancy or put me up for adoption. She obviously chose option #2 and put me up for adoption. My adoptive parents never kept my adoption a secret. I always knew that I was adopted. A couple of years ago I was contacted by someone who claimed to be my half-sister through one of those “looking for biological mother” adoption boards. Long story short, I met my half-sister first and eventually met my biological mother. After 31 years I was finally able to hug the woman that gave me life.
So why I am telling you this? We’ll get there. I promise. Just a little more filler.
My biological mother and I don’t see each other that often, and usually resort to email to keep in touch. In an email that I sent her yesterday I said that “I am starting to worry about what will happen to Stacy and James if something happens to me. Or what will happen to James if something were to happen to both me and Stacy. So, I have started to work on a plan just in case something happens. This is not something a 34-year-old should be thinking about, but because James is “special” and needs a lot of care, it is something that I have to do.”
Okay, now we can get to the good stuff. Ready?
There was something she said in her reply to my email. “You’ve a sobering thought there, thinking ahead and planning for the “what if’s”. But you’re right in doing so – every day is a “gift” with no guarantee of a tomorrow.”
Every day is a gift with no guarantee of tomorrow. I’m sure you’ve heard this on more than one occasion. I know I have. Having a child with so many medical issues really gives that sentence new meaning. It wasn’t until James came into my life that I truly realized how fragile and precious life is. We don’t know what the future holds for James. We don’t know how long he will be with us. We do know, however, that his life will be full of challenges and obstacles, and we will try our best to overcome anything that comes his way…as a team. No matter what life may throw at James, we will give him the best possible life we can. That’s all we can do, right?
