We Adopted a Girl Who Used a Wheelchair – Her First Request Was to See Our Basement
We Adopted a Girl Who Used a Wheelchair – Her First Request Was to See Our Basement Our newly adopted daughter barely reacted to her bedroom, her books, or the rest of the house. The only thing she cared about was the basement. When I found her there the next morning, staring at a sealed-up section of wall, I realized this child knew something about our home that we didn't. My husband and I had spent almost three years trying to adopt a child. By the time we met Ava, we had gone through an emotional rollercoaster. Too much paperwork, too many false starts, and too many cases that seemed promising until they weren't. I had learned not to let one good meeting turn into a whole imagined future. Then Ava rolled into the room and looked straight at me with those serious gray eyes, and joy filled my heart. She was nine years old. Small for her age. Thin, careful, and self-contained. She used a wheelchair after a spinal injury she had suffered as a toddler. The social worker, ...
