I’ve always loved looking at people’s refrigerator magnets. They are little pieces of memories built up over a lifetime. Let’s face it—we all have magnets that were homemade by little hands or collected on sunny beach vacations. For as long as I can remember, my parents’ refrigerator has had three grungy tin magnets, each with a faded old picture: one of me, one of my older brother, and one of my little brother. All of us are proudly displaying the first fish we caught at our granddad’s pond. And, of course, all of our faces are lit up with a smile.
This year, there are five tin magnets on our refrigerator. Five kids with little fish and big smiles! Last year, my family adopted two teenage girls through foster care, and during National Adoption Month I want to tell our story. If you’re considering adoption, please take the first step and learn more. It could completely change your life and the life of a child who needs a stable, caring family.
Meet my Family
My parents had always considered adoption as a thought in the back of their minds. However, they never gave it serious consideration until I graduated college and moved out of the house.
One empty bedroom. Hm. What could they do with that?
Then, my older brother got his first job and moved out as well. Two empty bedrooms! My parents started learning more about adoption and got started with the process.
There are more than 101,000 children in foster care waiting for families. My sisters were two of them.
They were typical teenage girls when my parents met them, and they were (and still are) incredibly chatty, bold, and creative. Before long, they moved into our house and my college-chic bedroom became a high schooler’s haven, complete with an explosion of Hello Kitty. My older brother’s bedroom became a neon orange middle school hangout. It was the start of a new family, and I’ve enjoyed every pool party, cornhole match, and movie night I’ve had with them over the past year. They are bright and strong young ladies, and I am so proud of the women they're becoming. I'm honored to be a part of their lives.
I live in northern Virginia, where I work at National Council For Adoption, so I miss out on the day-to-day lives of my family back home. But I know that weeknights are full of homework and Friday nights are spent roller skating. I know that there are lazy Saturday afternoons watching reruns of “The Big Bang Theory” and Sunday mornings are spent in the family’s regular pew at church. And, of course, every now and then, all seven of us come together for holidays and eat all the food in the house!