My Adoption Story

Today I am feeling extra thankful for the life God has given to me. I don't know how many of you know, but I was adopted from South Korea when I was 3 months old. It didn't really mean much to me when I was little, but now that I'm "grown up," I feel so thankful.

There are days where I think about my biological mother and how neat it would be to finally meet her. I wonder what she are doing now, if I have other brothers & sisters, and just the mere thought of having parents overseas that I've never really met astounds me. My Korean mother got pregnant at 16 years old, my Korean father left her, and she didn't know what else to do but put me up for adoption. I admire her for doing so, because she knew I'd have a better life being adopted by loving parents instead of trying to raise me by herself. It makes me honestly angry that my Korean father left her, and even though I've forgiven him (it took me years to do so), I know that if he hadn't, I wouldn't be where I am today. I've written her once, but never received a letter back. From the adoption papers & descriptions that I have, I know that look like her, which is very cool to think about. She has always been in my prayers.

But what really amazes me is that God chose me to come all the way across the ocean to such a wonderful family here in America. I could have gone to another family, or have never been adopted and have remained an orphan, but God chose my family for me. I don't think about it too much, but when I do, it makes me so much more thankful. I have wonderful parents who love & give so much and I have a beautiful, amazing sister and an awesome brother. And if I wouldn't have been adopted, I wouldn't have met the love of my life, my hubby, and have had these amazing kids! =) Everything happens for a reason, and when I am having a lousy day, remembering how fortunate I am that I was even adopted, completely changes my outlook again.