How to Love Someone Else's Child

All I ever wanted was to be a mother. At the age of four, when someone would ask me what I wanted to be, I would say, "e;I want God to delay his coming so that I can live to be twenty-five years old, get married, and have children."e; But on that dreadful day in January of 1994, my doctor told me that my chances of becoming a mother were very slim due to several female problems. I hung my head in my chest and cried. There will always be a hole in my heart and questions in my mind about what my child would have looked like. Would he or she be like me, talk like me, or even stand like me? God's will in my life is more important than mine, and since then, I have learned to trust him with all my heart.Along the way, I have been blessed to be called mom by some very extraordinary children.Along the way, I have been blessed to be called mom by some very loving and generous children.Along the way, I have been blessed to adopt two extremely special children.Along the way, I have been blessed by these children more than words can express.But most of all, I have been blessed to have LOVED SOMEONE ELSE'S CHILD.