Not everyone becomes a parent the same way.
Those who invite foster children into their home and later adopt have simply found a new way.
Such is the case with my granddaughter Isabella.
Happy Birthday Isabella.
Welcome to our family . . . forever.
This is a story I wrote just for you.
Isabella Finds Her Home
In a land far away land on the highest mountain lived a kind, gentle couple named Joseph and Martha. More than anything they wanted children of their own to love. But as the years went by, no children came.
“Our happiness would be complete if only we had a little girl to love,” Joseph said.
“I would name her Isabella,” Martha answered.
Joseph and Martha looked forward to their garden day with great expectation. When the day arrived they dressed in their finest clothes and approached the gate to the garden. The man at the gate gave them the golden key and set the timer.
“You must be quick,” the gate keeper said. “In one hour the gate will close and you will not be able to return to your home. Return the key promptly in one hour.”
“Don’t look so sad,” the man at the gate said. “If you are unsuccessful here you can still go to Butterflies Incorporated.”
So Joseph and Martha found Butterflies Inc. in the richest part of town. It was a high rise building entirely made of glass. When they walked through the doors, a man dressed in a silk suit approached them.
“We have the finest caterpillars in the land here. Each one has papers that declare their parentage. All are guaranteed to become a beautiful creature just like their parents. If you will come with me I will show you where you can make your selection.”
“We want this one,” Joseph said.
“You don’t want that one,” the man answered. “Why I don’t even know where that caterpillar came from. It has no papers. There is no guarantee that caterpillar will be beautiful when it has transformed. I don’t know how that creature got in here. It must have crawled in under the door. Come, follow me. You will be much safer with our papered caterpillars.”
“No,” Martha answered. “We want this one.”
Then she lovingly scooped the fuzzy caterpillar into her palm and placed her other hand over the top to protect the creature from falling.
“How much?” Joseph asked.
“There is no charge for that creature,” the man answered. You are foolish to take such a risk. You have no guarantees.”
Joseph and Martha smiled for they could see something the man could not see and feel something he could not feel.
“Our caterpillar is jumping up and down in my hand,” Martha said with a giggle. “I think it is doing a happy dance.”
“Now we wait,” Joseph said.
“I miss the happy dance,” Martha added.
After the long hike, Joseph and Martha entered the door of the cathedral and knelt at the alter to thank God for their good fortune. A man dressed in white approached them.
“Joseph and Martha, because you loved this creature with no guarantees,” the man said, “your wish is now granted.”
“Isabella,” Martha and Joseph and said in unison. “We have been waiting so long for you.”