Don’t watch it, someone said.
And as the program unfolded, I found tears running down my face.
I cried for Catelynn, the too-young-momma whose own mother called her names that should never be spoken by a mom. I watched as Catelynn comforted the adults in her life who should have comforted her.
So backwards. So very, very backwards.
I cried for the boy who wasn’t a man, but who was far more insightful than his dad, who demanded the rights of a father, though he hadn’t bothered being one.
But I cried the most at the unselfish act of two teens who chose adoption for their little girl.
And suddenly this little guy on my chest was more valuable than gold. Such a gift. I felt his heartbeat thumping against my chest, his little soft breath in and out, and I was grateful all over again. For life. That they chose life, and that someone else chose life for our Luke.
I haven’t watched television for several days, and Teen Mom has never been on my to-watch list, but my daughter wanted me to see this particular episode. Because it shows the immense gift that occurs when a mom chooses adoption.
I prayed for this young couple.
Their unselfish act will impact their daughter, but also the family members who will treasure her and love her, throughout her life.
From a Gramma, if you ever chose adoption or are considering adoption, I just want you to know the blessings you pour out on a family.
And I just want to say thank you.