Mother’s Day 2000

I gave Jim a quick kiss when I read his cards, and then I opened the package, which he had meticulously wrapped himself. Inside was a darling little doll in a green travel case. The pretty blond had on a frilly dress and tiny little socks and patent leather shoes.

“She’s adorable honey. Thank you.”

“She’s blonde and beautiful, just like you.”

Jim served me lunch, and we chatted about our ministry schedule and upcoming events as we ate. When we finished our meal, I stood up and started to clear the coffee table.

“Leave that for a minute,” He said. “I have another present for you—“

“Jim!”

“No, its not something tangible, so don’t protest.” I sat back down on a small sofa beside him. “Come here, baby.” He put his arm around me and pulled me close.

I studied his face for a minute. He looked very serious and yet very caring. “Tell me about this gift,” I said.

“The doll reminded me of you,” He began, “But it’s real just a symbol of my love. It represents the one thing I’d give anything in the world to be able to give you —-a baby.”

He paused as his eyes grew moist, and his voice was husky with emotion as he continued.

“I know that the greatest dream of your life was to be a mother, but that’s not possible anymore. So my real Mother’s Day gift to you, Lori Beth, is to tell you that if you still cherish that dream of being a mother, we can adopt a baby.”

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