Imagine you are an unmarried woman in your mid-twenties in 1967. You are just starting your life, maybe working at your first grown-up job, dating someone, just enjoying your life when you realize you are pregnant. Imagine the panic you would feel, the hopelessness. What are your options?
Would you consider an abortion?
Now imagine you are a couple that has prayed for a baby for years. You have been faithfully waiting for God to bestow the gift of a child. You a growing weary in your waiting but someone comes to you with the opportunity to raise another’s child.
Would you consider an adoption?
I know all of these people, they are my grandparents. two I have never met, I do not know their names, and two I love dearly. The woman chose life and allowed my grandparents to adopt her child and complete their family.
My Pawpaw has sweet Elvis hair, right?! He is the same one I wrote about in this post. I am thankful for all of them. I am thankful for my mother’s biological mom for living through nine months of pregnancy, staying healthy, and probably experiencing ridicule, a rude comment here, a side eye at the grocery store for not having a ring on her finger, friends or family questioning her decision.