My Girls! Their Day!

 

About a week ago it was Daughter day.  I intentionally waited this long to do this blog and to recognize these girls.  

Years ago 2 precious little angels came into my life at the ages of 3 and 4 years old.  I started adoption proceedings immediately to make them mine.  I loved them with every ounce of love in my body.  We learned so much together, the boys, the girls, myself and even my parents. Emily was 4 and Stephanie was 3. Emily was a feisty little red headed fire cracker and Stephanie was a quiet, shy tiny brunette.  They were like little dolls to dress and I loved putting hair bows in their hair, except Emily refused the bows. She did not like them one bit.

When I say we learned things, Emily was in the kitchen one day and she pulled a chair up to the stove and turned it on and told me she was going to cook. I promptly told her without a doubt she was to get down and never touch the stove. She would get burned.  "Nope", she said, "I can cook noodles in water and pizza in the oven." I was breathless. I said what do you mean you can cook? She said "Me and Stephanie would get hungry." I just hugged her so big and said, "Never again my sweet girl, never again."

We had the best times. We went camping, went to ballgames, we went to church, we did everything any normal family would do. That was a fun packed summer. Then time for school to start.  Emily started Kindergarten. Stephanie got to stay home with me.  We would have so much fun together during the day while everyone was at school.  Stephanie enjoyed having the time to herself while the big boys and her big sister were at school but when it was time to get in the van to go pick everyone up she was so excited.  We would make treats for them to have snacks when they got home from school.  It was just a great time. Oh how fun. The stories from school every day were quite colorful with the boys and Emily.  My life was so full of joy.  The boys played Jr. Pro football and the girls loved going to the games and watching them play.  

However, after 7 months, it was almost time for the adoption to be final, their biological grandmother decided she wanted them. After the court hearing, I had to go home, pack them up and take them to a lawyers office to be delivered to the grandmother.  It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do.  When I got home, there was there little pink room, their little closet with all there little clothes, We all just cried knowing we would not ever see them again.

As the years past we wondered what happened to them, where they were, etc. My Mom and I would talk about them frequently laughing about the stories and wondering if we would see them again. Several years more had passed and one day, I was searching Facebook.  I told Charlie, this picture is my Emily, I know it is.  And this picture is my Stephanie.  It has to be them.  So I sent them friend request.  Within minutes I got a message from Emily. Then the phone call, then the tears, then the visits.

These girls, my girls . . . even though we lost each other, we lost years, we found each other. I love them more than anything. Their stories took them down winding roads and that is theirs to tell but I'm thankful God saw fit to lead that road back to me.  Thank you Lord for blessing my life with Emily and Stephanie. My sweet Blessings, My Girls!

Do not ever take for granted the people God brings into your life.  These two little darlings were just what I needed at 3 and 4 and are even more blessings as young women.  God always has a plan, and His way is always perfect. And I am thankful to Him for His provision and protection in their lives and mine. "As for God, his way is perfect: The Lord's word is flawless; he shields all who take refuge in him." Psalm 18:30