I was out of town so I was unable to do my Love Thursday. I still wanted to share it, so it is a couple of days late.

I have been blessed with having an angel looking out for me in my life. My Aunt (adoptive) O was watching out of me long before I knew. She is the reason I ended up with my parents. She was aware of the situation that my birth mother was in, and that CPS was about to get involved. She knew my parents had been hoping and looking to adopt for some time.

On my wedding day, my Aunt O asked, “If she could tell me something about my adoption.” I responded, “Sure.” She shared with me her involvement and how the adoption came to be. My dad flew in to sign paperwork and pick up his two new little girls. It was an out of state adoption and the flight took a few hours. I was a 6 week old infant with a new dad going on a long airplane ride. My Aunt O flew with my dad so she could take care of me and help get me settled. She explained that is why she always felt a special connection with me.

When things happened throughout my life concerning my adoption and birth family, she was always there protecting and running interference for me. After I had a difficult pregnancy with my daughter and my birth family popped up out of the clear blue sky, she was the one who forced them to leave me alone.

My parents would repeatedly tell me as I was growing up, that I was just like my Aunt O when I was in trouble or being difficult. Aunt O was hard-headed, opinionated, strong willed, had somewhat of a temper, and did her own thing without worrying how others viewed her. In my opinion, these are not bad personal traits. It did not bother me in the least when I was compared to her.

Her home was filled with animals of all sorts and love. She was happy and content with life sitting in her bra and panties fishing at her place in the country on a hot summer day. She was not caught up with what people thought about what she did. She lived for herself and was happy with her life. She was diagnosed with breast cancer, she fought it head on. She had to have a mastectomy. It did not phase her in the least. When someone talked about it, she was as open as she could be. She was the most courageous women I have ever known. Years ago she lost her battle to cancer and we lost an amazing woman. She is a strong part of who I am and she will always be looking out for me, now as an angel from above.

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More reading:

Sharing Your Adoption Journey with Your Children

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Adoption and the Life Effect to Adoptees