December 21, 2002

My son was born December 21, 2002, 9 something PM. He was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen, and he was perfect. As the doctor placed him on my chest I knew that this amazing baby boy was not mine to raise. I loved this baby boy more than life itself and I wanted so much more for him than I could give him. So a few hours after he was born I made one of the hardest phones calls of my life to a women who wanted to receive the call more than any thing. "Jill, he's here, he's perfect, and I this may sound weird but I look at him and I know he belongs with you." Two days later I placed  Joshua in Jills arms and Kisses him good by. I know with all of my heart that he is where he belongs I have NEVER even once regretted my decision. There is a LOT more to this story and I will share all of it with you but here is just a part of it. Thank You for reading it.