Today marks a special milestone for the Franks family. One year ago today, our daughter came to our home and never left.
It was early April 2011 when we met Haven. Her biological grandmother was raising her, but knew that wasn’t a viable long term solution. We were attempting to become licensed as foster parents, but had hit roadblocks based on the size of our home and the size of our family. God intervened as only God can, and some mutual friends introduced us to our daughter’s grandmother.
After a few weeks of getting to know them (and vice versa), I called on a Friday morning and asked the grandmother if we could give her a break and take Haven for the day. She spent the night with us that night, and the night after. On Sunday morning, May 1, we took her back home, although it felt like we were handing over our flesh and blood.
(Merriem snapped this picture that morning before church. I have it framed on my desk with the word “miracle” stamped on the frame. It was. She is.)
That afternoon, we were sitting in our small group, updating them on the events of the weekend. At that time, they were part of the very small circle of friends who knew what was transpiring in our lives.
As I was talking, my cell phone rang. It was Haven’s grandmother. A situation had come up, and she didn’t feel like it was good for Haven to be there. Would we be willing to come and get her?
Of course you know that answer. I walked back into the living room with a deer-in-the-headlights look and said, “Looks like you guys are about to meet her personally.”
And so Merriem and I drove to a gas station parking lot, where we picked up a little girl, a bottle that was 1/4 full of milk, and not much else. She came home with us that night, and never left.
To say that adoption has changed us would be the understatement of the year. To say that a little girl has turned our world upside down would be an accurate descriptor of the last twelve months. I am – to put it mildly – wrapped around her finger. She is the delight of our family. A year ago we didn’t know there would be a life with her, and now we can’t imagine life without her. To borrow a phrase from the Apostle Paul, she’s been grafted in as a natural part of who we are.
One of my favorite daddy moments comes when I get to be home when she wakes up. I snapped this video a couple of Saturdays ago so that you could participate in the tsunami of cuteness:
Thank you for being a part of our journey over this last glorious year. If you’d like to read more of Haven’s story, you can start here.