My daughter was adopted from a foreign country. I had what I call a nine month picture pregnancy. I met my daughter when she was first born, and then had to leave her as I waited for the adoption to finalize. For nine months, the agency sent me pictures of her during each month of her development as an infant. There were moments in this process that I felt so barren and empty, yet all the while my daughter was growing in my heart. For all mothers the miracle of life comes to us in different ways. I wrote these words as her seed blossomed in my heart....
A beating heart is just the beginning
Of the Miracle which has begun
A new Life created from an unconditional Love that never dies
It is the greatest gift in Life
It is the Seed of our Existence
Children bring us hope for a future
And fill us with a sense of purpose
For when each child enters the world
We get a small glimpse of Heaven
We stand in awe of the innocence and beauty before us
Our hearts melt at the sight of them
Tiny fingers, skin as smooth as satin
And eyes like angels
Which fill us with Peace and Happiness within...
M.McMahon, MD
