yesterday, april 13th, was the 4th anniversary of when we got to pick up our oldest son, jack, at the airport. it's crazy how fast 4 years have gone by! yet i remember everything about the first moments i met him.
it was 9:00 p.m., and we were waiting so anxiously to meet our son from korea. by we, i mean my entire family, mike's entire family, and all of the friends we could bring together. everyone coming off that plane probably wondered what celebrity was on board, because we had signs, video cameras, and a loud mass of people. i remember thinking that time must be literally standing still, because it was taking forever for duk kyoung, the escort from our adoption agency, to get off the plane with our baby.
After everyone from the plane had gotten off and passed us by, we saw a tiny, korean woman at the end of the hallway holding a squirming blue bundle. there was a shock of dark hair sticking up above the blankets, and as she got closer, i saw that i wasn't dreaming--our 14 month journey to our son was really nearing it's end.
the moment she handed him to me was a moment which words cannot adequately describe, so i won't even try. all i'll say is that even though he was screaming his head off (it was probably all the "paparazzi" taking his pix that scared him to death!), it was one of the sweetest moments i have ever experienced. all of the waiting, the paperwork, the frustration, the worry, the craziness--it all disappeared in that first moment that i held my baby.
and now, 4 years later, i have a 4 1/2 year old little man who brings me joy, makes me laugh, tests my patience, and reminds me to look at the world through his eyes. he is a true gift, and i can't imagine my life without him.



i'm so blessed.