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The children who own our Hearts

Not flesh of my flesh Nor bone of my bone,

But still miraculously My own.

Never forget For a single minute:

You didn't grow under my heart, But in it.

One Year Ago Today

By Jill Work

One year ago today

we had an answer to a prayer

when we finally received a call

to say that *you* were there.

'Though holding only a photo,

ours hearts were lost that day

to a tiny girl in China

half a world away.

The baby face and tiny ears,

the lovely almond eyes,

the chubby oh-so-kissable cheeks

held power to mesmerize.

The distance seemed to melt away

'though still a world a apart.

Gazing at your picture,

we met you heart-to-heart.

At long last knowing you were real

a child to call our own,

the daughter we were soon to meet

to finally bring you home.

And now I hold you in my arms

and count my blessings from above

because just one year ago today

we were given *you* to love.

Once there were two women who never knew each other.

One you do not remember, the other you call Mother.

Two different lives shaped to make you one.

One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.

The first one gave you life, and the second taught you to live it.

The first gave you a need for love. The second was there to give it.

One gave you a nationality. The other gave you a name.

One gave you a talent. The other gave you aim.

One gave you emotions. The other calmed your fears.

One saw your first sweet smile. The other dried your tears.

One sought for you a home that she could not provide.

The other prayed for a child and her hope was not denied.

And now you ask me, through your tears,

the age-old question unanswered through the years.

Heredity or environment, which are you a product of?

Neither, my darling. Neither. Just two different kinds of Love.

My Child

Meditations of a New Mom

By Jill WorkMy child,

I carried you in my heart

before you were even born

And dared to dream

that you were real.

My child,

I carried your picture with me

since the day I received it,

And dared to love

a child I was yet to meet.

My child,

I carried you in my arms at last,

and gazed in helpless wonder

at your face,

And dared to lose

my heart to you.

And now, my child,

a dream fulfilled,

a prayer answered,

a family created,

I have dared to become

a mom.

And so now,

my precious child,

I shall carry you

home.

To all the JHA Families.

Thank you for giving us the pleasure to guide your journey.

A Chosen Heart, by Terry Harrison

Longing for a child to love, I'd wish upon the stars above. In my heart I always knew, a part of me was meant for you. I think how happy we will be, once I adopt you, and you adopt me.

I dream of all the joy you'll bring, imagining even the littlest things.

The way it will feel to hold you tight, and tuck you in every night.

The drawings on the refrigerator door, and childhood toys across the floor. The favorite stories read again and again, and hours of games with make-believe friends.

The day you took my outstretched hand, a journey ended, but our lives began. Still mesmerized by your sweet face, still warmed inside by our first embrace. I promised to give you a happy home, and a loving family all your own. A house you've now made complete, with laughter, smiles and tiny feet.

A parent is one who guides the way, know I will be there everyday.

Rest easy as each night you sleep, a lifetime of love is yours to keep.

Longing for a child to love, I'd wish upon the stars above.

In my heart I always knew, a part of me belonged to you.

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