This is definitely a different Thanksgiving than I've ever had. I've been on the edge of tears all week.
This time last year I had two enormous bags packed. Just weeks before I was introduced to my first blog of a woman living in Guatemala as a 'foster mom' until her daughter's adoption was completed. There wasn't a day that went by last November that I didn't check her blog at least twice. I wanted to get down there so bad! I was just days away from getting to hold my Eliot again. I hadn't seen him since he was 7 weeks old and he was over 6 months old now. We planned me leaving after Thanksgiving on purpose so that I wouldn't miss any holidays since I'd be home by Christmas. We clearly had no idea what would happen over the next year in pursuit of the completion of his adoption.
What a year it's been. What a story we have. Life changing to say the least. My heart is full. The tears keep coming. I praise the Lord that it happened the way it did, no matter how tough it seemed but I also praise Him that it's over. I'm squeezing Eliot harder and holding him longer this week. He probably thinks I've lost my mind. I can honestly say I've never been more thankful before. I'm humbled by my life and the blessings woven throughout.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.