Most of the main characters I write are affected by adoption in some way. That’s because I’m an adoptive parent, and I wanted to put books into the world with kids like mine. People often ask me what it’s like to be an to be an adoptive parent? The short answer, like being a non-adoptive parent. You love your kids so much sometimes you think you will explode. You worry about your kids so much sometimes you think you will explode. (There is a long answer, because the specific issues you face are unique, but more on that in future posts.)
From the moment I knew my children existed, I was in love. It’s hard to describe just how amazing it is to literally meet your children. My heart pounded with anticipation, and I thought it would never stop pounding, but then for a second it did, and the whole world was still. I looked at them and they looked at me and we zinged. And that was it. I became fully focused on seeing the world from their perspective and figuring out how to make that world the best place for them. It happened in a fraction of a second. We looked each other in the eye and in my heart I said, you’re mine and I’m yours and come hell or high-water, we’re in this forever. I like to think it was love at first sight for them, but I definitely know it was for me.