Monday, May 21, 2012

From the Perspective of a Birth Grandma

            "I remember there was some yelling, but mostly, I remember tears. I’ve always felt a baby should be welcomed with tears of joy, not tears of sadness. I think that’s what broke my heart- I was grieving and not celebrating. Our 21 year old daughter was unmarried and pregnant and we had just found out. A few months later we would learn it was a girl- our first granddaughter.
            We had some close friends, a young couple, that we watched take the monthly roller coaster ride. When they had the opportunity to adopt, it changed their lives. It was amazing to take the journey with them as they brought their little guy home, and a few months later, finalized it in court. When we found out our daughter was pregnant, it was as though this couple had been placed in our lives to help us to embrace the idea of adoption as a beautiful thing. I guess I knew immediately that adoption was best. I knew it was a blessing to our friends and the baby boy they adopted. Adoption blesses lives. I KNEW that. There wasn’t a chance that our daughter and the biological father would ever get married. They couldn’t even carry on a civil conversation without it getting out of control. How could a child grow up with parents that had no loving or tender feelings toward each other?        
            I prayed that whatever was best for the baby is what my daughter would be led to know. I felt adoption was right but our daughter needed to know for herself. I wanted Baby Girl to have the life she deserved, to be cherished and adored, to have parents that love each other and to know she was welcomed with tears of joy. As I prayed for her, I grew to love this baby in a way I didn’t know was possible.
            As it turned out, our young friends, that had just adopted their baby boy, knew someone that was wanting to adopt. Her sister had experience with struggling to get pregnant, as well as miscarriage. It was arranged to meet them and see what the feelings were. After meeting with the couple, our daughter felt at peace and felt very comfortable with them. They felt the same and they all met with the attorney the next day to ask any questions.
            About this time, I was feeling sad that the time would soon come for this sweet baby to leave us. As long as my daughter was big, we had this precious baby girl with us. After the birth, she would be gone. I felt peace after meeting this young couple. My daughter and I talked about how it was better than counseling to have that kind of peace. We loved them already! The love this couple had for each other, and for their little boy, was the love my granddaughter deserved. Oh, she was loved by us and if loving her was all that was important for her life, she’d still be with us. BUT, the security of a loving and peaceful family and home was our greatest desire for her. We knew that her place was with this family.
            It’s been 2 years since "Hope" was born. Her birth changed our daughter. She is a better person because this baby came into her life.  Our daughter is happily married to a wonderful young man who loves her very much. He met Hope before the wedding. He recognized her beauty.
            We remain close to the adoptive family. We have visited each other and stay in each other’s homes. We have been with them to celebrate both of Hope's birthdays. Not everyone understands or agrees.  We realize not all adoptions are as open as ours has been, but it seems to work for both of our families.            
            Hope holds a piece of my heart and I will love her forever."

Monday, May 14, 2012

The Calling of Women

Motherhood...and before you skip this because you aren't yet a mother keep reading.  This was written by a woman wanting to be a mother so badly.  Here are a couple of my favorite parts....

"I have not yet been blessed to bear and raise my own children, but I was set apart to this calling long before I ever entered mortality. I have painfully sought my children and struggled with the injunction to "multiply and replenish the earth." The Lord’s ways are not my ways, but I know He will remember each of us. For now, Sister Dew and I share the belief that, "Perhaps it is precisely because I have not had the privilege of bearing children that I feel so deeply about the majesty and magnificence of motherhood."

I call upon women everywhere to find someone who could use your love and influence. Sister Ardeth G. Kapp of the Young Women General Presidency taught, "You need not possess children to love them. Loving is not synonymous with possessing, and possessing is not necessarily loving. The world is filled with people to be loved, guided, taught, lifted, and inspired." Each woman must ask her Father in Heaven how he would have her magnify her calling, and who he would have her mother. I know my Savior; he is my creator, my healer, my redeemer. I am honored to be a mother. Though I have not born children in the flesh, I declare I am a mother. I have been called to nurture, to love, to render grace, and to lead by example. So too every women in this audience has been called. You have been given a divine power. As we call upon our men to honor their priesthood, women we must honor our motherhood."

Read the entire article here http://www.reachelandrew.com/pages/photoalbum/Mothers.pdf

I hope everyone had an enjoyable day yesterday, mother's of all kinds!

Monday, May 7, 2012

Did you read this? Bryan Kehl's big family and the blessings of adoption

Bryan Kehl's big family and the blessings of adoption (article found here in the Deseret News)

"And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God." (Romans 8:28)
In the predawn hours of Saturday, June 16, 1984, a baby was born, wrapped in a white blanket and purposely kept from the young woman on the hospital bed. The infant male with bits of black hair was fed a bottle by his grandmother before he received a priesthood blessing at the hands of his grandfather. As the women looked on, the grandfather gently kissed the little one's forehead and handed him to the nurse.
Then he was gone.
More than 25 years later on a night in early December, the mother, Amy Smith, was preparing her five children for bed when the phone rang. An old friend delivered news that landed like a bombshell. The child Smith had given up for adoption in 1984 had found his biological father and was interested in meeting her. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine this day would come. Now the Smiths had a major decision to make.
Initially, revisiting the past caused some anxiety and awkward feelings. But fear eventually evaporated into hugs, joyful tears and expressions of love.
As he celebrates his 27th birthday today, Bryan Kehl, the adopted baby, says reconnecting with his vast biological family has been a glimpse of heaven. The incredible experience illustrates that given time, the Lord can extract the most good out of some unfortunate circumstances.
"Nobody owns anybody, we are all brothers and sisters, and we are down here (on earth) to help each other struggle through the difficulties of life. When you have that perspective, it really changes you," said Kehl, an NFL linebacker for the St. Louis Rams. "This could be what it's like whenever we die and go to the other side. We will be introduced to family members and ancestors we have never known."
* * *
"We glory in tribulation also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience." (Romans 5:3)
In the early 1980s, Amy Evans (Smith) was a student and Aggiette at Utah State. She was dating an Aggie football player named Maurice Turner when she discovered she was pregnant. Initially, she assumed they would get married. Turner loved her but didn't think marriage was the solution.
Not prepared to raise a child on her own, Evans opted for adoption. Turner asked her not to give the baby up, that he and his family could raise the child, but Evans didn't think so. She felt strongly that having the child placed in an LDS home where he could be sealed to a family was the right thing to do. Turner objected but didn't stop the adoption.
"I felt at peace with the whole decision. It was the right thing to do," Amy said. "Now when I look back at all the timing of it, I feel like Heavenly Father had the whole situation in his hands and he knew what would happen, and … things would work out the way he wanted them to work out."
The biracial child arrived in the capable arms of two very experienced parents, Gary and Nancy Kehl. They named him Bryan. He became one of nine children in the Kehl home, and one of six adopted.
The Kehls are generous, compassionate people. Over an eight-year period, Gary and Nancy welcomed in and cared for 13 different unwed mothers. They have also sponsored 23 foster children. They did all this while raising and adopting the other children. Bryan was in good hands.
A year later, Amy had her life back in order. She was attending Weber State when she began dating a returned missionary named Brian Smith. As their relationship deepened, Amy knew she needed to tell Brian about her past. It was not easy.
One day she sat Brian down and told the story of the previous summer. If he wanted out of the relationship, she understood.
Brian admits he was tempted to judge her but was struck by a distinct, stronger feeling: "If you choose to abandon this relationship and this beautiful, trusting girl at this point, you will never forgive yourself and you will be no better than a hypocrite."
Brian himself was adopted and had imagined the desperate situation of his own biological mother. He was prepared for this moment. Their love intensified, and Brian eventually proposed to Amy on June 16, 1985, so she could have a more positive memory of that day.
* * *
"And patience, experience." (Romans 5:4)
Finding his biological parents was something that just happened, Bryan Kehl said.
He always knew he was adopted, but he felt no desire to find his biological parents. Then one day he became curious.
The Kehl family's legend was that Bryan's father was an NFL running back. In reality, all Kehl knew was the man's height, weight, eye and hair color. For fun, he searched the Internet for a player drafted from Utah in 1983. Kehl's finger stopped at No. 325 in the 12th round, where Minnesota picked Maurice Turner, RB, Utah State.
He found a roster and compared the measurements. They matched. Kehl told his mother, and his mother told some friends, who opted to track Turner down. In no time they had a phone number, and contact was made.
It was a phone call Maurice Turner had been waiting 25 years to receive.
"Bryan, you can't understand what this is like," Turner told Kehl the first time they spoke in 2009. "I have been praying for this phone call every day of my life."
At the time, the 6-foot-2, 235-pound Kehl played for the New York Giants. At the end of the 2009 season, the Giants had a game in Minnesota, and the weekend turned into a family reunion. The meeting was emotional and could not have gone better. It was fascinating for Kehl to learn about his father. He now had another big piece in the puzzle of his life. Now he was interested in meeting his biological mother, if she was willing.
But it was a little more complicated for the Smiths. First, the news was overwhelming. Second, how would they break the news to their five kids? Was the timing right? Brian wanted to protect his wife, so they took some time to process what was happening. First, Amy googled Bryan and learned all she could about him. Chills ran through her body as she discovered he served an LDS mission and married a beautiful woman in an LDS temple. Among the many things she learned, that was all she needed to know.
"It appeared he was an amazing person. I really couldn't wait to meet him," she said.
Finally, she worked up the courage to send a text message. The text led to a phone call, and that led to a secret meeting with the Kehls in Holladay. Things were "awkward" at first because the Smiths didn't want to intrude. They didn't know if they should hug or shake hands. What was appropriate? But the Kehls welcomed them with open arms and the ice was quickly broken. Nancy had no reservations about Bryan meeting his birth mother.
"There are so many who don't want their kids to go out looking. How sad. How would you like to go throughout life never knowing what happened to your child?" Nancy said. "So far it hasn't backfired. Maybe this happened so we could tell others that it's OK."
They visited, looked at photo albums and watched Bryan's wedding video. At the end of the evening, Bryan offered a heartwarming family prayer. It felt good for Amy to finally meet the child she had given up 25 years earlier.
"It was an awesome experience. We couldn't get over how cool they all were and how wonderful they made us feel," Amy said. "I was so glad we had finally taken that leap of faith."
Amy and Brian met Bryan again for lunch before the Smiths told their kids in a family home evening almost two months later. Amy and Brian had counseled together and prayed about what to do, and telling the kids felt right. The children were astonished but accepting of their mother and excited to meet their half brother. They were told he served a mission and was married, but not told his identity or that he played in the NFL.
On Sunday, Feb. 28, 2010, the Kehls pulled up to the Smiths' Ogden home. A welcome message was painted in the large living room window. A text was sent out inviting extended relatives. Some recognized Kehl right away because they were BYU fans and had followed his career. The sizable family surrounded Kehl in a big circle and the atmosphere was electric as stories were told and memories shared. Pictures were taken. A strong spirit filled the room.
One of the night's most tender moments came when Amy's elderly father gently kissed Kehl on the forehead. "That is what I did the last time I saw you," he said sweetly.
"That night was one of the greatest nights of my life," Amy said. "It just went so well."
* * *
"And experience, hope: and hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts." (Romans 5:4-5)
This coming fall, Mason Woodward will be a junior at Syracuse High School. In 2007, he and his parents were invited to attend an LDS fireside in West Point, where Bryan Kehl was the featured speaker. Woodward and Kehl had a lot in common. Like Bryan, Mason is the son of a Caucasian woman and an African-American man. The mother, who was Mormon, wanted him placed in an LDS home. Roger and Cindy Woodward adopted him shortly after his birth.
Upon learning this, Kehl expressed interest in meeting Mason after the fireside.
"Bryan walked in and said, 'Hey, my little bro,'" Cindy recalled. "Their stories were so similar, and you could see chemistry between them."
Phone numbers were exchanged, and the two kept in touch.
Fast forward to Jan. 3, 2010, the day the Vikings hosted the Giants and the same weekend Kehl met his biological father, Maurice Turner. Mason and his father, Roger, were also at the game. The trip was a Christmas present because Mason's favorite player is Minnesota's Adrian Peterson.
Bryan was visiting with his two fathers on the field when he realized it was almost time for warm-ups and he needed to suit up. He hustled toward the visiting locker room when guilt forced him to stop to sign an autograph for a little girl. Then he noticed a familiar face and a head of dreadlocks.
"What are you doing here?" Kehl exclaimed when he saw Mason.
He invited Mason to meet him after the game.
The Vikings destroyed the Giants in the game, 44-7, but Kehl didn't let that ruin his special reunion. He introduced Mason to Turner's family and his adopted family. He also handed him his game cleats, gloves and sweat bands.
Mason practically floated back home to Utah.
"We have a ton in common, and I see a lot of myself in him," Kehl said regarding his friendship with his "little bro." "It was important I reach out and try to be a positive influence."
Mason plans to be just like him, not only on the football field, but he wants to serve a mission and get married.
Someday, he also hopes to meet his biological parents.
"I think Mason looks at Bryan's adoption experience as positive, and he is more comfortable with his situation," Roger Woodward said. "I can't think of a better role model for our son."
Considering the whole spectrum of his experience, from growing up adopted to meeting his biological family and befriending Mason, Bryan Kehl is humbled by the blessings in his life. He knows that not every adoption has a happy ending.
"I have wondered, why me? Why now? Honestly it has been one of the most unique and special moments of my life. There aren't words to describe the feelings. It's still surreal," Kehl said.
"I am 100 percent confident it was meant to be. We were meant to be reunited and it has been a blessing for all of us."

Monday, April 30, 2012

A Story of an Adult Adoptee

"My parents were not able to have children on their own so they knew adoption was for them. They first adopted my sister when she was born. Then my brother and I were adopted five years later just one month apart. That situation created a lot of sibling rivalry for us growing up but we loved each other and that’s what mattered. My parents also decided that three was enough so our family was complete.

Growing up, I knew that we were all adopted aside from the obvious fact that we all looked completely different from my parents. I also knew that we had a “different” family, but it didn’t matter to me. I never looked at other families that had all biological children and be envious of them or have ill feelings towards them, it just wasn’t an issue. That isn’t to say I couldn’t see why other adopted children would have those feelings; that situation just didn’t apply to me.
I first met my birth mother when I was 17. I had been curious about her and what she was like so my adoptive parents found her and arranged a meeting for all of us. That day I saw where many of my characteristics and mannerisms came from. I found out that she was adopted as well which created a stronger bond between us because we both understood what it was like being adopted.
We have been able to spend some time together more as friends than as mother and son. She has given me a little background as to why I was adopted and I understand. I don’t resent her or harbor ill feelings towards her; in fact, I respect her for making that choice and sacrificing to give me a better life. Luckily, she is in a different place now than she was back then and is doing much better in many aspects.
Last summer my wife and I were able to go to Disneyland for a day with her and her boyfriend. It was a great experience to be with them and just enjoy time together. We had some disagreements but that is to be expected because our relationship isn’t perfect. Even though my relationship with my birth mother isn’t ideal at some moments, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I’ve been able to better understand where I come from and I believe that knowledge is essential for everyone.
I’m grateful for what my parents did for me because I have no idea what my life would have been like had I stayed with my biological mother. I have great respect for her but she wasn’t in a position to provide for me the way my parents could. I wouldn’t be where I am today had it not been for the influence of my adoptive parents. They taught me the value of hard work and education. They were great examples to me and I can only hope that I can be like them someday."

Monday, April 23, 2012

Adopted

"I was born in 1947 in San Francisco, California where my birthmother was in the military.  My adopted mother came to California and took me home when I was three days old.  At the time of my birth, it was an embarrassment and socially unacceptable to be pregnant and unmarried, so lots of babies were placed for adoption.  I have a brother and sister who are also adopted and even though there is not a blood relationship…you would never guess that we are not birth siblings.  We were told from the time we were born that we were adopted.  We would tell our friends that were “picked out” by our parents and that their parents just had to “take what they got” so we were very special.  We never felt any different from other kids and were never teased about being adopted.   

I was never interested in finding out about my birthmother until I had children of my own.  I then became concerned about my health history and what genetics I would pass on to my children.  In those days, the birth records were sealed and you had to get a court order to get any birth information.  Luckily, I did have my original birth certificate and some paperwork from the hospital.  I contacted a man who said he could find anyone in the military and within fifteen minutes he called me back with my birthmother’s address, her social security and driver’s license numbers.  I wrote her a letter telling her that I did not want to disrupt her life but that I would be delighted if she could provide me with health information.  She sent back a note stating that she had chronic bronchitis (very vague which I later learned was likely early dementia).  I also found out that she had two other children who contacted me upon her death and invited me to her funeral.  I went to her funeral but did not have a good experience with my half-siblings.  We just didn’t have anything in common. 

Adoption is a blessing!  I feel so strongly that I was supposed to be with my adopted family … my birthmother was merely a vessel to get me to this earth.  And, I’m certain that she passed on her very best genes to me! 
I have gratitude and a sincere appreciation for LDS Family Services and the role they play in creating loving families.  No matter how we get together … Families “truly” Are Forever! ?"

Monday, April 16, 2012

School Outreach Presentations

I have mentioned on this blog before that one thing that FSA does is school outreach presentations.  If anyone has adopted and would like to share their story as part of a school presentation send me an email (sandyfsa@gmail.com) and I'll get you more information!  It's a lot of fun and a great way to be an advocate for adoption.

Friday, April 6, 2012

Exciting Opportunity


Briana, with Briana Marie Photos is working on a neat project.  She is looking for families who have adopted and also looking for birth moms who have placed their child. She needs birth moms that will be available all day April 24th and adoptive families that will be available the evening of April 17th. (She can’t give any other details yet….but so exciting!!) Times and exact locations TBD, but will be held in Salt Lake County, UT. You have to be willing to possibly share your story and be on some social media.  She has a limited number of people that she is looking for. So if you or anyone you know may be interested, please have them email her at briana@brianamariephotos.com and please share your story with her in the email.  There are a few more details in the flyer below...

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

2012 Utah Adoption Council Conference


The 2012 Utah Adoption Council Conference is coming up!  April 25th and 26th at the Southtowne Expo Center.  Click here for more information.