What if your Mom told you when you were only 11,
"Honey, how would you feel about adopting a little boy named Danil?"
Would you laugh? Would you cry? Would you smile? Would you frown?
My answer: All of the above.
First came a frown, which turned into crying. I, like any child would be, was afraid the coming of a new child would make my parents love me less. Of course, I was wrong. My mom must have magical powers or something because she, like all moms can, made me smile. Her soothing voice explained to me that her love was never ending, that she could never love me any any more than she already did. Then my dad, the comedian, cracked a joke and brought on the laughter. Pretty soon I was asking what I could do to help.
That night I feel asleep with many things. A smile on my face, amazing thought in my head, and most importantly, I fell asleep in God's presence. He had given me, a girl who lived in a small Indiana town, a wonderful mother and father. And he would soon give me so much more.
-Abbey