To my future adopted child,
Though I don’t yet know you or if you’ve even entered this world, my heart is eager to meet you. I find myself imagining our moments together and feeling a poignant ache because you aren’t here with me just yet.
What are you doing right now? I’ve been living my life in my early 30s—marrying your silly dad, focusing on my career, enjoying mountain getaways, and embracing all the adventures that come with this stage of life. Yet, there’s an undeniable void that seems to be growing. Are you still a mere thought in the universe, waiting to come to life? Or are you in a difficult situation, longing for a new beginning? Are you safe tonight?
You may not share my DNA, which makes it hard to envision what you’re like. You could be a tiny infant or a 10-year-old who has seen too much for their young age. You might have sparkling blue eyes, beautiful brown skin, fiery red hair, or perhaps you’ll resemble me. You could be waiting in China, Africa, or South America.
I want you to know: Regardless of who you are, we are meant for each other. My life experiences have uniquely shaped me to be your mom.
Over the past decade, I’ve taught preschool, nurturing an open heart ready to embrace many children when their own families can’t be there. Each time a little one cried from a scraped knee or hid during a storm, I practiced the art of motherhood. When those same children returned to share their stories and thank me for fostering their love for creativity, I felt a deep sense of fulfillment. I can love you with all my heart, even if you’ve had another mother before me. I promise not to feel jealousy—at least, not too much.
My heart is full of excitement and whimsy, waiting to impart lessons about art, magic, kindness, and wonder. I’ve had plenty of practice teaching little ones how to walk, count, read, and treat others with compassion.
I’ve also worked with foster children, some who were happy and others who carried their own burdens and disappointments. The most challenging ones often needed my love the most, and I cherished the chance to guide them with patience, understanding, and sometimes a firm hand.
Many well-meaning friends have said, “You’ll be an amazing mom one day!” I believe it too. It may seem unfair, but this only deepens the bond we will share. While you’ve faced the heartache of being without parents, I’ve felt the sadness of being childless.
I’ve watched friends celebrate happy milestones while you observed others enjoying the simple joys of childhood. We are both acquainted with sorrow, and that will help us treasure our moments of joy together. All of our experiences are molding us for one another. Every struggle and every skill we learn will come together beautifully when we finally meet.
When my former partner welcomed a child, I recognized that his dream had been fulfilled—a dream I couldn’t give him. He understood my sadness and reminded me: “You may not pass on your genes, but you will pass on what truly matters; your soul and wisdom.”
Those words resonate with me on nights when I long for you, my future child. I worry for you—are you doing alright? What experiences are shaping you before we come together? Will you ever meet our cherished pet? Our little dog, Daisy, would adore you, and I hope you get to know her.
Will you have the chance to meet your great-grandma and great-grandpa? They are always asking when you will arrive, and their hearts are eager to welcome you.
Some women dream of a soulmate, destined to be their partner. But I believe I am destined for you; my heart is ready to be your mother. I cannot wait for the day when the stars align, and we finally unite. Life is preparing us, and I trust that everything is unfolding as it should.
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Summary
This heartfelt letter expresses a mother’s longing for her future adopted child, detailing her life experiences that have prepared her for motherhood. She reflects on the emotional journey of waiting, her work with children, and the unique bond they will share, emphasizing the idea that their lives are intertwined and destined to come together.