When I think about our journey to grow our family, I am overjoyed. Thankful. Elated. Grateful.
But this wasn't always the case.
You see, our story has been riddled with loss, pain, and hurt. And in the middle of that, I couldn't see that God had a bigger and better plan for us. I was angry. Like, off the charts mad, at God. And I told Him that. I cringe now to think of what I shouted out at Him. Ugh. I was hurting (mentally and physically) and could NOT understand the events of our life at that time.
Looking back, I can honestly say I am grateful for what we endured. I'm not saying I want to do it again, but all of that changed my heart and lead me to O. And soon to be P. And I can absolutely not imagine my life without them in it. O is going to be a big brother and I cannot wait to see how our family stretches and changes with this addition. We are feeling ALL the feels - happiness, anticipation, nervousness, joy, peace, and wonder.
So, another adoption journey begins and another chapter will be added to our book. I'm sure there will be a twist or two, as there always seems to be. But that's ok. It's all a part of the plan. It always has been. And it always will be.
