One year ago today.
August 13, 2014
Our dreams, stuggles, fears, hopes, faith. It all came crashing together on this day.
Our adoption story. It hasn't ever really been written down. Not because we aren't super proud of it. More like because it's so full of raw emotion. It's personal. It's real. And I really don't know if I'm ready for all those details to be out there.
I want to give a blog hug to those that are in the process of adoption. To those in the midst of putting your autobiography together for the case study. To those in the midst of getting copies of seriously any piece of paper that has ever had any of your information on it. To those in the midst of getting your pet shot records together. To those in the midst of the home study. To those in the midst of finding that right lawyer. To those in the midst of getting all the funds together.
To you, I give you hope.
Our adoption was just as different as any other adoption. There isn't one adoption that is the same. Well... maybe very similar but even then there is a difference. A child.
It hurts. Every step of an adoption hurts. Wounds are opened. Wounds that you wanted to never think about. Wounds you wanted covered. Wounds that you never knew were really there. Wounds that you just can't fix.
Then. When it's done. When the adoption is done. It's done.
There's a famous movie that's quoted for saying, "Every time a bell rings, an angel gets it's wings". Maybe. Maybe that is true.
A year ago our fears and struggles were given wings.
Our three boys got to ring a bell when their adoption was finalized.
Our boys. Our angels. Ours.
The sound of that bell rang over the intercom. A courthouse where sorrow, grief and not always happy things happen. That sound resonated throughout that whole building. It's a reminder that there are happy beginings or endings.
To our Lawyer. To our Guardian Ad Litem. To our Mediator. To the Commissioner. To the Judge.
Thank you for making this our day.
Forever and Always.
The Launius Family
