Exactly one year ago this week, we were in Bulgaria meeting our son.
I can remember so vividly the feelings that completely took over my entire being as we walked into Archie's orphanage. The only home he had ever known.
This is me wanting to puke from nervousness. Don't worry, I held it together.
We were taken straight into a little office where a doctor read some general information about Archie. We had no idea what she was saying, and my mind was racing way too fast to absorb our translator's words.
Then it was finally time. And when he came running towards us down that hallway, tripping over his own feet, I knew that God had brought us to our son.
Any fears, any doubts were quickly cast away when I looked into his eyes that very first time.
She literally jumped up and down the entire time. There was no containing her excitement.
"Rejoice in that day and leap for joy..." Luke 6:23
We couldn't believe this treasure that we had been given. I just kept thinking, "are you kidding me? This incredible, hilarious, smart, indescribably awesome child has been tucked away in this orphanage for his entire seven years of life?"
Such a sweet boy who loved and cared for his friends so very much.
A little ham
As big a goofball as his Daddy.
This week a year ago, was one of the greatest and hardest weeks of our lives. We finally had our son in our arms.
But then we had to leave him.
I explained to him in broken Bulgarian that we would be back soon.
I told him that I loved him so much.
And he told me "la la loo, mama"
So thankful today that I get to hear that sweet voice telling me he loves me and calling me mommy every single day.
Lots of Love!