Dearest Sammie,
I wrote that last post and forgot one very important detail. It was too important to add as a post note, so I'm giving it its own post.
Your testimony, little one, is already quite evident. I know I've written in the past about feeling God tugging on my heart to adopt, and how it took so long for me to listen to Him.
Once I listened, Sammie, things moved pretty quickly.
In the hospital, your birthmom's social worker told me that K* really felt like God was telling her that -we- were your parents. She listened, Sammie.
After meeting you, I knew you weren't an Emily. You were a Samantha. Your birthmom seemed to know this, too. She picked your name over Emily.
That night, I wrote a post about how all of us formed together to name you.
The next morning, I got on the computer and looked up the meaning of your name. As I'm sure you already know, Samantha means "Listens to God."
Isn't that the truth? All of us; you, your birthmom and daddy and I all listened to God. And you came to us--the daughter we were meant to have from before time began.
I was wrong when I said earlier that we named you. We didn't name you at all. God did. Because we listened to Him.
I love you more than I never knew possible,
Mommy
I wrote that last post and forgot one very important detail. It was too important to add as a post note, so I'm giving it its own post.
Your testimony, little one, is already quite evident. I know I've written in the past about feeling God tugging on my heart to adopt, and how it took so long for me to listen to Him.
Once I listened, Sammie, things moved pretty quickly.
In the hospital, your birthmom's social worker told me that K* really felt like God was telling her that -we- were your parents. She listened, Sammie.
After meeting you, I knew you weren't an Emily. You were a Samantha. Your birthmom seemed to know this, too. She picked your name over Emily.
That night, I wrote a post about how all of us formed together to name you.
The next morning, I got on the computer and looked up the meaning of your name. As I'm sure you already know, Samantha means "Listens to God."
Isn't that the truth? All of us; you, your birthmom and daddy and I all listened to God. And you came to us--the daughter we were meant to have from before time began.
I was wrong when I said earlier that we named you. We didn't name you at all. God did. Because we listened to Him.
I love you more than I never knew possible,
Mommy
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