In 1990 I was a senior in High School. I had been dating Syria for about a year when she became pregnant and gave birth to a baby girl. She was adopted by a wonderful family that knew Syria. I won’t go into the details except to say that after meeting and talking with them Syria and I felt certain they were right for . We had to back out of arangements that were already being made through the adoption agency.
Her name is Lauren and throughout the years I have received pictures and progress reports through Syria. Each time I would hear how well she was doing I was reassured we had made the correct decision.
When Lauren turned eighteen she was told about Syria and I by her parents. Lauren contacted Syria and they arranged to meet about a month later. Before that could happen Syria and I had to tell Scott and Aaron.
I flew up for a weekend and we sat the boys down. I was not sure what to expect from the boys. I had played every reaction I could think of over and over in my head. My worry was they would feel lied to or betrayed. I have to say, it went very smoothly. They were, of course, shocked at first, but that quickly gave way to excitement. They both wanted to meet their sister.
A week later the four of them got together. By the end of the visit everyone seemed to have bonded. I got many calls from Syria telling me how well everything was going and talking to the boys I could tell everyone was happy.
Two weeks ago it was my turn to meet her. Lauren had written a very nice letter saying she wanted us to meet. The boys were coming for a long weekend visit along with their mother. Syria was staying with Lauren and her mother while the boys stayed with me.
I picked the three of them up from the Ft. Lauderdale airport Friday evening. On the drive back I got to talk to Lauren a little bit over Syria’s cell phone speaker phone, which was a little awkward for me but did break the ice a bit. I was very nervous about this meeting – I wanted it to go well but knew my limited social skills and shyness could come off the wrong way.
I can not articulate what I felt meeting her for the first time. It was amazing and a bit surreal.
She is beautiful.
She is intelligent.
She is funny.
She is articulate.
She is virtuous.
She is ethical.
She is an accomplished student.
… and more.
