My son, Tin

At 1:45 PM on March 5, 2009, Tin was born. He weighed 6 lbs and 7.3 oz and was 20” long. His mother lovingly held him in her arms. His father was not present.

The next nine months were challenging.

I met him on December 7, 2009, in 14 degree weather, when he was handed to me wearing nothing but a diaper. I dressed him in my friend’s daughter’s clothes, including pink socks. They say three times is a charm, I tried once, twice, and then bingo.

There is a creation story where the child as a spirit looks down to earth and chooses his parents. In my son’s case, he chose four people, two to create him and give him his DNA, and two to parent him.

We drove through a snow storm to get to Indianapolis to await our adoption hearing and on December 16 I became Tin’s mother.

Six years – 2009 – 2010 – 2011 – 2012 – 2013 – 2014 – 2015 – and every one of these years has widened my world.

SIX YEARS OLD. You came into my life on an angel’s wings and oh, what a difference to me.

Happy Birthday, son.

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2 Responses to “My son, Tin”

  1. MUDD Says:

    Hi Rachel…

    I simply HAD to come ’round for Tin’s — and YOUR — blessed day. I wish both of you a *magical* day… as time stops to mark both your hearts with another year’s notch of TRUE LOVE.

    HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TIN!
    Squeezing you in my arms…
    Big Kisses & Lots of Love
    Mudd 🙂
    xox

  2. Rachel Says:

    Oh Mudd – your post made me cry. I’ve missed you my dear cyber friend. Sending you love from here as well. R

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