An adoption story submitted by Courtney Barron

I would not specifically say I was inspired to adopt, but I will share a little of my story. When Alonzo was 3 and half years old, he was about to be taken away from my younger sister and placed into the state’s custody due to her many addictions and the lifestyle she was leading. I got the call from another family member on August 8th, 2015 as I was leaving work, asking me to come get Alonzo because in that moment I was the only qualified person in my family. By that I mean I had no criminal history, no drug use, I had a stable job, stable living, etc.

So I then rushed to get Alonzo. He didn’t understand what was going on at that time, and I wasn’t sure of what I was doing myself. For many days and nights, I cried wondering how I would succeed in life, how would I achieve all of the things I wanted to at the age of 21 when I all of a sudden had a child thrown to me. Well, I had high hopes and prayed many, many prayers that my sister would get it together and be reunited with him. However, that’s not how it played out. Her rights were terminated.

She became pregnant with baby number 2 when Alonzo was 5 years old. The social worker then asked if i could take baby number 2 when it was born. I kindly refused. I was only 23. I wasn’t sure if I could handle a new born and a 5 year old while balancing a full time job all by myself with no family or anyone around. To make this story short and sweet, the middle baby was adopted by a wonderful couple and Alonzo was adopted by me on the same day, April 6th, 2018. This was the best day of our lives. Walking on eggshells was finally over!

But to sum this story up, we could not–I COULD NOT–have made it through without God! He made this all possible. He gave me the strength to carry on when I thought there was no hope.

And here we are today, one year after adoption, still feeling a little unreal but amazing!

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