When I decided to continue the conversation with my daughter about why I kissed her when I met her I turned it back on her. I asked her why she kisses me, shares her drinks with me etc. She said well that is because she loves me I asked her why she loves me and her answer was short and simple “because you’re my mom”. That was the best answer I had ever heard.
I never really thought too much about what not sharing my things with the kids. I mean as soon as I met them I started sharing things with the kids. I never would walk up to a stranger’s kid on the street and ask if they want a sip of my soda but I have no problem at all with doing this with these three kids of mine. I think as soon as I was told they were going to be ours I immediately started sharing food with them. I never once gave it any consideration to the fact that I was sharing with people I was not related to by blood.
So when Rebecca answered because I was her mom I said that was why I kissed her when I met her. The answer was simple and it was true the day I met that sweet angel I knew I was her Mom just like when I met her brothers I knew they were my sons. It was not that fast on paper but it happened in an instant in our hearts and minds. This was a fact I did not carry them in my belly, my DNA is not running through their veins but they are my kids in the most important way; I love them deep in my heart, all in my mind and there is no changing that.
There are many things that I may not be able to give my kids because they are adopted. I may never give them a kidney (even before I got cancer) but maybe I could, I may not be able to tell them about their biological parents or their biological grandparents but I can tell them about us and about our parents their grandparents. I have seen way too many sad stories on the news about biological parents doing horrible things to their own kids and that is one thing I can promise I would do for my kids I would give my life for them and would do everything in my power to protect them from as much as I can.
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