As I sit here sipping my coffee, I feel happy. I feel happy for many reasons.
Shortly after I got up, I wanted to feed my soul with something good & wholesome. Other than coffee, I don’t usually put anything in my body until lunch. Youtube had my rain playing, and I, then, found a story about adoption. This is such a delicate subject for me, because I am adopted. All over the world, children are given up to a system that “hopefully” places them into a suitable home. That’s not always the case.
What I love most about these stories is the gift of reunion. The precious and intimate moment when loved ones finally see each other for the first time in priceless. I get the waterworks because it’s life changing. Individuals wish and pray for this moment, remaining hopeful that it will happen.
I’m happy these positive stories are available to view. I’m happy that these reunions have been well recieved, and that the fokes welcomed each other into their lives. I’m happy that these individuals haven’t grown bitter and hateful.
The reasons why others act as they do isn’t always apparent. Though it may not make sense to anyone or everyone, most people do what they thought was best.