Part of Me

I've had this title in my head for a very long time, and couldn't come up with the right words to fashion a post. Well, it's 4:53AM and it's finally hit me. Here it goes........

18 months ago, we met a small town girl, wanting to make something beautiful out of a bad situation. Since that day, I have not been able to get her off my mind, or out of my heart. Although we don't know her very well, I look into her eyes everyday, wondering how she is. I wonder if they act the same? If she had the same little curls in the back of her hair? Do they giggle the same, smile the same, talk the same? Sometimes I see Mira's Birth Mom in her, sometimes I very much see myself. I know that Mira is part of her Birth Mom, but when I look into those hopeful blue eyes, I can't imagine her being anymore a part of me. I am so blessed not only to have my little Mira*cle in my life, but equally important, her Birth Mom. Even though we don't talk a lot or see her in person, there's not a day that goes by that she isn't in my thoughts, on my heart, a part of our life, a part of me.

 A Birthmothers Love

As I watch my precious child drift off to sleep

My thoughts are with you with love so deep

We prayed that someday a child would come

although we had no idea where she'd be from

You carried her with love beneath your heart

knowing your lives would be lived apart

You searched for parents that could raise her right

to love her, read to her and kiss her good-night

When we first met there was such a connection

you choose us to parent with little hesitation

Delivery day came and with that a beautiful daughter

and we want her to know the LOVE of her Birthmother

A part of her life we asked you to stay

so she could know you and your loving way

For if it weren't for your love and unselfishness

This bright little girls life we would have missed

God blessed us beyond our wildest dream's

a child, our family and YOU

Written by: Shelia Davis