The "Black lives matter" movement brings a bit of hope for my child's future. To be honest, my decision never came easy. I knew it would never be an easy fight, but my wish for us to be family was my fuel. I think and overthink all the scenarios that can or might be happening to him. Some can be upsetting. Because of that, I try desperately to prepare him. Many times my decision to "take him from his home" was misjudged. There'll always be people to comment on what you do, no matter what you do and without knowing facts. My focus is not on that kind of people. Yours shouldn't be on them, also. My focus is on Karim, my family, my friends and trying to make everything work for us, fairly.
Growing up, I was always one of the weird kids, either through my clothing (as I used to improvise or to do my clothes), either through attitude. I ever dreamed of freedom, being independent and doing what I want without caring what people might say. Unfortunately, this got me into some trouble, nothing major but enough to make my life harder. My mum is the hero that took me as I was, even tho I pissed her off so many times.
Personally, I was always interested in adoption. Just to take it out of the way, it is not because I cannot have kids (at least I don't know yet) and also, WHAT IS THE DEAL WITH EVERYONE ASKING ME THIS? "Why don't you have your own kid?"- is the first question I am usually asked.
I decided on the process on February 2017, after I returned from my holiday in Africa, where of course, I went to see Karim and my friends. I don't know how people usually do it, but for me, it wasn't a decision from one day to another, it was definitely something that grew in me for more than 1 year.