We didn't get to see his first steps, or experience his first lost tooth, hear his first words, or put him on the bus for his first day of school. Those firsts belong to his biological parents and that is as it should be, but I still morn the loss of them, even though they were never mine to begin with.
We may always feel saddened that we didn't get to know our son when he was young, to get to watch him grow into the young man that he is today, but we will ever be thankful to his biological parents for giving him life. Without them, he wouldn't be a part of our lives.
We share a bond with them more intimate than most adults can experience. Whether they realize it or not, we all love the same child as our son and we all want what is best for him in life.
Whether we agree or disagree on what that might be is irrelevant. He will make his own choices irregardless of our desires. As long as he is happy and healthy I'll be content with his choice.
We'll always miss those firsts and wonder what he was like as a young child but I'll wager we'll get to see a glimmer of it reflected in our grandchildren one day. You can bet we will be there for every first we can when that day comes.