Midwifing a Miracle

• Some of you know my story and know I became a mom really, really, really late in the game. I became a mom through the miracle of adoption the year I turned 50. I think we have a picture of my daughter and I at South Lake. Yeah, that’s my girl. I know she’s amazing. She’s right there. Um, I told Missy this weekend was all about her because Mother’s Day used to be really hard for me.
• And those of you who are sitting here in this sanctuary this morning and if you could be really straightforward, you’d say it’s a little hard for me to either you’ve lost a child or you have a prodigal child or you’ve never had someone who calls you mom. And and that’s hard. I spent years uh trying to celebrate my friends who were moms and of course honor and celebrate my own mama, but it was hard going to church.
• And more often than not, I’d run by Starbucks and I’d get the biggest Frappuccino they had with whipped cream. Like, why do they ask you if you want whipped cream? You know, it’s 245 calories. What’s a dollop of whipped cream on top of that? But I’d get the biggest Frappuccino I could get and I’d get in my car and I would just drive down these rural highways and listen to old 80s pop songs and cry because I thought I I I don’t want to rain on the parade of my friends who have children, but this is just this is a hard day for me.