Yesterday was a beautiful day…just beautiful. The weather cooled off some and we were able to open the windows up and enjoy the evening. We grabbed sandwiches from our favorite sub place (Jimmy Johns) on our way home from therapy and ate them out on the patio. The dogs were happy to just run around the yard, sniffing the fresh air, chasing critters, and hunting for crumbs underneath the table. We sat outside together most of the evening, watering the yard and talking. After a while we finally went inside and sat down for a bowl of homemade ice cream (leftover from the visit with my parents last weekend). It was the perfect end to a perfect evening. The weather wasn’t too hot, the neighborhood was quiet, the birds were happily dancing around in the wet grass, there was nothing on our ‘to do’ list needing attention…we just sat back and let the afternoon drift lazily into evening…perfect.
If you had been a customer of the Longhorn Steakhouse on Highway 19 in Palm Harbor, FL last Sunday night, you may have seen two couples walking through the restaurant, oogling a sweet baby boy on the way to their table. You may have commented on how cute he was. You may have thought he looked a lot like the woman carrying him. You may have wondered about the man in the wheelchair. But you likely would not have assumed you’d be witnessing this baby’s biological parents sit down to dine with his adoptive parents. It’s a scene I’ve been playing over and over in my mind as I recount the wonderful experiences of our trip to Florida. The magnitude of that moment, that evening, will never be lost on me. It was incredible to be a part of – and I’m so very grateful we had it. We had met up with Ethan’s birthmother, L, earlier in the day. She hadn’t seen him since he was a few hours old and was anxiously waiting for us outside a local mall. As soon as we saw each other the tears welled up in o...
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