There is no way I can explain this life-changing event to you, because you are too young to understand good-byes. One moment you will be in the security of my familiar embrace, completely content and sheltered. And in the next moment, you will unexpectedly be in the arms of a new, unknown mother. Will you be scared and confused, wondering where I am? Will you grieve the loss as much as I will?
There will be a season of adjustment when you arrive in your new home, a time of uncertainty about your new surroundings and a transition to new routines. But however difficult it may be at first, I am confident that it will not take long at all to adapt to your new family and environment. Children are resilient that way. Although I can scarcely bear the thought, I know that your memories of me and my family and my home will eventually fade, and the day will come when you will forget us altogether. You will not recall our bedtime routines. The song I made up just for you will be forgotten. You will no longer remember the sound of my voice saying, “Good morning, Beautiful!” The soft curve in your neck will forget the thousands of kisses that my lips have planted there, and that special spot on your tummy will not remember the raspberries that Papa blew that made you laugh so hard you could barely take a breath. Those memories will be forever lost.
As your time with my family comes to an end, I have so many prayers for you. I pray that you will be loved and cherished in your new home with your new family, and that you will bring as much joy to their lives as you have brought to mine.