Since my camera is currently in the shop getting fixed...hopefully not for an outlandish amount...let me present to you the first of a new series.
A year ago...the final chapter of our adoption...bringing our baby home.
We all do it...blog posts of our personal anniversaries and we want everyone to remember and celebrate with us, but really, it is our journey and our memories and only we know just how much this final chapter means to us.
Every year we will remember the day we first met Mezmur. We won't call it "gotcha day" or "family day"...I'm not sure we will give it a name, but we will celebrate it and only WE will know the amazing significance of THAT day...the day we first met our daughter/sister.
This was our new photo of our baby that we couldn't stop looking at. She had changed so much that she looked like a different baby to Rhett. He wasn't sure about his "new" sister, because he was really in love with his "old" sister. Little did he know how his love would change the second he met her.
What a crazy adventure we were getting ready for...a year ago today we were packing our bags, collecting donations, staring at our baby girl's photo, getting shots, and preparing ourselves emotionally for what we were about to do. 
5 comments:
A whole year?!?! WOW...Congrats!!!!
It is so very emotional to even think about. It is impossible to describe really. Looking forward to sharing your family story with you here. I am almost certain to cry.
And what a wonder of a year it has been.
Seems like Mezmur has always been a part of the family. She has change from those early photos but I still see that little girl that captured my heart the first time I actually met her. I love that little girl. . . I think I have said that before but very worth repeating. . . Love to all.
Seems like Mezmur has always been a part of the family. She has change from those early photos but I still see that little girl that captured my heart the first time I actually met her. I love that little girl. . . I think I have said that before but very worth repeating. . . Love to all.
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