This little guy was finally adopted by forever parents a few weeks ago.
I had the privilege of being a fly on the wall, since I have known his Chinese foster mother since we first came to China and she wanted me to be there.
She had begun to foster him after an American family went back to the US.
It was my first time to this city department, where marriage licenses are administered.
But that’s another topic.
He was running around the room, climbing on chairs and looking at the fish with his older “sister.”
Refusing to be held, like any 3-4 year old, and jabbering with everyone and coming back to foster mom for security.
She had a huge bag filled with his favorite blank, music player, stuffed critters, clothes, PJs, snacks and more.
She pulled it all out one by one and explained things to his new mom.
I spotted another young child also going through the adoption finalization process.
That child’s behavior was the stark opposite.
He was sitting on his new parents’ lap, silent.
Tolerating all the handling by strangers without a fight.
The two young orphanage workers spent about 30 seconds explaining his routine and then disappeared.
The child didn’t seem to notice or mind.
He was probably about 2 years old, but looked much smaller.
He was clearly raised in a typical orphanage environment, without the benefit of a loving foster family to instill trust and attachment.
I felt sad for his loss, even though I know he is embarking on a new life with adoring parents.
It could be so much more.
And our group?
We all parted ways on the sidewalk, bawling our eyes out as we waved Little Guy into his new future.