Antonio being in our family was a God thing from the very beginning.
I stumbled upon his picture while doing
research on the internet about children with special needs. I was grieving the death of Tim’s and my
daughter, Faith Anne. I could not stop
looking at his sweet face. I kept
pulling it up again and again on my computer and finely just printed it off for
me to keep close. Every time I looked at
his picture I felt an exhale in my soul from the tension of sadness we had
lived thru day and night for months. I
showed his picture to Tim and Tim said to ask for his file.
God had been so good to us.
He was there totally as we walked thru the hard days after Faith Anne’s
passing. I never felt alone. I cried out why... I went through so many overwhelming emotions
and questions flooded my mind till I felt physically sick. But… When I felt as if I could not breathe. God breathed for me. When I would wake up from sleep, and remember,
and it would all rush over me again fresh.
He held me. He reminded me to get
up every day and be there for the ones that still needed me to at least act
like I was ok. God is real and I can
never explain how much He was ever present and always has been there thru our life. But especially, though our journey of
adoption of children with special needs. He has never left us and is with us always to
this very day.
I know…one can never replace a child, ever. No one could ever replace our precious first
daughter Faith Anne. But when I saw
Antonio’s picture it somehow started a healing process in my heart. An acceptance of all that happened and we had
gone through. A time of taking small
steps forward and not just going thru the motions of daily life. The days of me just getting up and doing the necessities
of life and then climbing back into bed every time I had a chance to escape in
sleep, were becoming less frequent.
We did receive his file and received the go-ahead to start
visits. I remember the first time I saw
him in person. Tim and I drove to
Atlanta to DFCS for the first introduction.
He was so much smaller than I thought he would be, so frail and
tiny. I had never seen, in person, a
child that was five years old and weighed just 24 pounds. I was a little afraid to hold him. He was very stiff from the Cerebral Palsy and
just bones. I didn’t want to hurt
him. But his foster mom just walked over
and placed him in my lap. As I held him
he talked away. He was just so precious
from the very beginning. I had long hair
and he kept feeling it saying that my hair was the most beautiful hair he had
ever seen. Ok, that did it… I was putty
in his hand. Tim and I were
smitten. From that very first meeting…in
our hearts, he was our son.
We went thru all of the visits, learned his medical history
and his care. Also what to watch for if
his shunt was failing, how to keep a
check on his lungs and know when to give breathing treatments. It was not long and we were doing overnight
visits and then he was home forever.
Several months later the adoption was finalized and he was officially a
Nichols!
When we received all of his paper work and history, at the
time of adoption, I read thru it with great fervor. I wanted to know about the before. About his past before he came to us. I wanted to know every detail about the first
five years of his little life. As I
read, I was shocked. There was not one
picture of the day he was born as a 23 week preemie. Not one mention of all he went through or
record of how he celebrated his birthdays.
The very earliest picture I have of him is his school picture taken just
a few months before we first met him.
His whole life history packet…even though it was a complete record
because he was in care from birth…was only full of technical medical
records. I was so sad over this. How can a child live for five years and no
one snap one picture or take record of even once special day? I knew that for the rest of his life things
were going to be done different. That
even though he was in care his whole life and no one had taken one picture to
put in his file. That even though no one
had ever tried to adopt him, that OUR goal, was to see him happy and well cared for,
for the rest of his life. Adopted, our
son, loved and cherished and appreciated forever.
We have been so blessed by God to have him for our son. God knew what He was doing when he introduced
me to his picture on an adoption website all those years ago.
Yes,
his medical care has been extensive.
Yes, his hospital stays have been many and at times lengthy. Yes, he has had hours upon hours of
therapy. Yes, his daily care takes a lot
of time. But those things have NEVER
been regretted or a burden to us in anyway.
If you could meet Antonio in person you would see. He is always smiling. He is always happy. He is always loving. He dishes out complements to everyone he
meets. He asks to hug everyone. Anyone who meets Antonio, that takes the time
to have a conversation with him, walks away a changed person and feeling
totally blessed. He loves the Lord with
all his heart and is content in all areas of his life. Even with the way his body is with his
CP. Even when he is hurting or in
pain. Even when he is facing another
surgery. Antonio loves the Lord and
never asks why me. He is a blessing and
inspiration.
As I gave him his shower this morning and chatted away with
him. I was in awe that he is 19 years
old today. As he made a joke that I was
the first one to diaper him and dress him as a 19 year old…all I felt was gratefulness. Grateful that God brought him to us. Grateful that God brought him through every
life threatening illness, infection and surgery. Grateful and honored for all the prayers he
prays for us all every day. Grateful to
be able to care for his needs.
We all love Antonio so much.
We all spoil him a bit and try to give him whatever he wants. Because his wants are so few and usually in
them, is an angle to do for others as well.
Oh, God in heaven thank you for Antonio! Thank you for these 19 years he has lived!
And Antonio…I don’t think you will ever know how much you
have meant to us and do mean to our family.
May you have the happiest of birthdays today! Gods blessings be upon you now and every day
for the rest of your life.
Isaiah 40:31 But they that wait upon the Lord
shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles;
they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
Love always and from the bottom of our hearts,
Dad, mom, Stephen, William, Carolyn, Zeke and Elizabeth