Adoption has come a long way. People speak openly about it. I don't have any scientific data, but it seems more people are taking little ones (and not-so-little ones) into their homes and hearts through adoption.
There are support groups and forums, Facebook pages and Pinterest boards. And an endless supply of books and articles.
Then why does it sometimes feel like I'm the only one struggling through my adoption journey?
I'm not alone in this, of course. Countless families are walking a similar road.
But that road can be a solitary one.
Because there are some rough days.
And the day before.
Sometimes those rough days are a product of the child's poor choices and attitudes. Sometimes they're a product of my poor choices and attitudes.
Sometimes it's because of somebody else.
Maybe you've had days you've been misunderstood by others. Maybe you've had days when you've lost it in front of someone and wish you had done or said something different. Maybe some days the best you can do doesn't look as good as somebody else thinks it should.
I've had those days.
And I have those people.
I've learned that I won't always do this older-child-adoption-thing well. But I've also learned that God's grace is sufficient (II Corinthians 12:9).
Even when others don't understand. Even when the road is a solitary one.
Find a friend in the adoption world, preferably someone whose road has been a little longer than yours. Seek the wisdom of those who have gone before.
I guarantee they will share their story willingly and understand when your life can't be wrapped up neatly for others to view.
I've been there and a mom ahead of me on the journey offered love, acceptance and hope. It was exactly what I needed.
So thankful God sent her my way.
Because that's when my lonely road became a little less lonely.