Child of my Heart

Baby Zechariah and I in July 2009

I know you’re not supposed to have favorites in a place like this, but I am unashamedly a Zechariah fanatic. I met this sweet guy on my first trip here two years ago and completely fell in love with his snuggly little self and drooly baby face. He had the cutest dimples and would just lie on my shoulders so perfectly content for hours. I remember thinking then that this was the closest I’d ever come so far to loving a baby as my very own.

So the years passed, he grew into a toddler, and I planned my return trip to Shepherd’s Field. I didn’t expect that I’d love him the same this time...after all he was no longer the little baby I once held. As soon as I saw him the first time after arriving here, though, my heart wrapped around him again as if I had never left. Yes, he is bigger and more mobile now, but his sweet personality hasn’t changed a bit. His dimples still charm my socks off when he smiles, he still curls his head onto my shoulder like he did as a baby, and he is still Mr. Snuggle-Bunny. I can’t explain why I love him so much, but I just do. Every time I hold him, watch him smile, and hear his soft little voice, my heart says “mommy.” I know it’s impossible; I’m still 10 years too young to adopt him and he needs a family now. But still my heart just looks on him as if all of those barriers were gone and he was my son.  I would die for him in an instant. I want to feed him cheerios out of a highchair and teach him to ride a bike and read with him and see what kind of man he becomes.

 

 

I pr*y G0d has a family coming for my boy soon. Until then, though, I will love and cherish him in their place and try not to think about how hard it’s going to be to leave him orphaned still for a second time.

Wo Ai Ni, my Zekky boy. <3