It’s
November! Perhaps my favorite month of the year. The weather is always cooler, the
leaves are changing, we begin to get ready for the holidays and, my most
favorite of all the awareness months, November is National Adoption Month. The Facebook
posts and graphics are abundant. People are coming out in droves to speak about
adoption through Orphan Sunday services, adoption awareness events, information
meetings for specific adoption agencies and urging us all to be fervent in
prayer for the 153 million orphans worldwide. I’ve blocked the afternoon of
November 21st off to be at Jackson County Family Court in Kansas
City, Missouri, with 500 of my closest friends (in a waiting area where I’m
certain fire code is set at 150 people). We’ll all share in a community
adoption celebration, a group adoption of foster children into their forever
families, and countless private adoption finalizations, scheduled every 10
minutes with every judge and commissioner in the country. November is the one
month a year that all who have a heart for adoption come together in fellowship
and prayer. It truly is a wonderful time of the year.
In
light of this excitement, an adoptive mom and adoption social worker can’t help
but think about what she is doing to help the orphan movement. I mean, really
doing to help. I find myself asking when it’s time to adopt again. Or,
moreover, IF it will ever be time to adopt again. Conventional wisdom states
that everyone wants to have more than one child, right? Specifically in my
family where the situation is such that we have an only child (who, by the way,
is on the precipice on teenagedom.) And what could be better than a sibling who
can share the unique and miraculous experience of being adopted?
But
at this time financially and emotionally probably a second adoption is not on
the table for us. Life is happening. I work two entirely different career jobs
and have a husband who owns his own business. We’re both working a lot and
trying to keep ourselves, and more importantly, our daughter’s heads above
water. Another $33,000 adoption – whether fundraised or not – isn’t in the
cards.
So
we talk about options. And I may have to accept the fact that my dream family
isn’t going to look like what I thought it would. Me, the one who at age 8 had
a collection of Cabbage Patch dolls (not one of which was Caucasian) and had a plan
for what her future family was going to look like. And, let me tell you, it comprised
of more than one adopted child. Maybe
my “perfect” family isn’t going to be the definition of what I thought it would
look like. I suspect that’s the
case with many of you as well.
But
the one thing that comforts me this November 2014 is my ever deepening of the
understanding of what it means to be committed to the orphan movement. Now,
more than ever, we must see that it is the collective responsibility of society
to do something for the orphans. There are so many ways to make a difference
this November (and every day from here on). Pray, help fund
someone else’s adoption, take a mission trip, help out at a fundraiser, and
even perhaps adopt a child of your own. Whatever your passion, just do
something. I implore you all - own a role in doing something for the orphan
population.
Do I
want to adopt 6 kids from 6 different countries? You bet! Is that going to
happen? Probably not. But I am energized this November in accepting that there
is a lot more I can do to make a difference.
Nikki has been working as an adoption social worker for the past 10 years. The consummate single gal was married in 2012 and started an adoption process to adopt a 10-year-old with special needs from China soon after. Nikki loves writing home studies in the Western Missouri area and preparing families for the realities of adoption. - See more at: http://joyinthejourneyadoption.blogspot.com/2014/08/after-placement-issues-eating.html#sthash.2aVLiQN9.dpuf
Great piece, Nikki. Yes, this absolutely is a problem that can be ameliorated through collective action and support.
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