Once upon a time, in a land far far away...ok maybe just 8 hours from here, I used to want to be a beautiful princess adorned with a diamond-studded tiara, matching earings, necklace and bracelet, and wear fine silk gowns everywhere I went. It's true. I was a shallow teenager with only two things on my mind...beauty and boys. My two sole purposes for anything I ever did as a teenager were to make myself beautiful and make myself more attractive to the boys. (ugh)
What changed? When did I stop caring about whether or not I was the most beautiful girl in the room? Was it marriage that changed it? Parenthood? Or just plain maturity?
I no longer have this sneaking urge to go primp and preen myself in front of the mirror. I'm appalled at myself for ever having that urge!
Do you know what I want now? I want to be honest, humble, gentle, kind, and patient. None of those things have anything to do with beauty. Sure, I still care about my appearance. That's just part of being raised in the South. It's just not my biggest priorty these days.
Hmmm...maybe that's my new year's resolution. :)
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I think that more birth parents need to know that adoption is such a great blessing and not some bail-out to get them out of responsibility. Adoption blesses bloth sides. The birth parents are able to move on with their lives and continue to reach the goals that had previously set before the pregnancy, and the adoptive couple is able to fulfill a life-long dream! Both sides take a lot of love to complete the adoption process. This makes the birth parents especially brave and considerate, regardless of what the world tells them.
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