Two years ago today we were flying home from Hong Kong, exhausted, overwhelmed, a bit scared but very excited.
That means Big Brother has been home for two entire years! What a wild, crazy adventure it’s been. Although Big Brother has come so far, he still has so much to overcome. But we’ll get there. We couldn’t be more proud of you, Big Brother!
Mommy and Big Brother, the first day we met (January 10, 2011)
Big Brother and Little Man checking each other out at the orphanage in Hong Kong
When I look back over the past 31 years of my life, the moments that stand out most sharply in my mind all tend to all have one thing in common-they all have that rare ability to make my stomach tumble and steal my very breath.
There are many moments I recall….like jumping into the ocean for my first dive at 12 years old or walking down the aisle to the handsome guy that would soon become my husband. Spectacular sunsets, walks on the beach and misty, muddy hikes through the woods. Also those moments when the early morning sun filters through the trees in such a majestic way that it nearly brings tears to your eyes.
Then there are those moments that not only take your breath away but usher in a new chapter of your life–like becoming a mom for the first time as I stood and held Little Man in an orphanage in Vietnam….
And that moment in Hong Kong when Big Brother first looked at me–I mean really looked at me–and smiled….
And then the surreal moment when I saw a little, tiny heartbeat appear on a monitor as I laid in the doctor’s office, wondering what I did to deserve so many blessings….
These fleeting moments that are forever engraved in my mind seem so simple but yet so profound. I love awaking each day with anticipation that I’ll have a chance for just one more…