One of our favorite anniversaries. The day that ties for ABSOLUTE.FAVORITE.DAY.OF.MY.LIFE. anniversary. Two of them, actually. No, wait, three. Wow.
Event 1: Gotcha day, May 31. Cue volcano, mud slides, tropical storms, and whatnot. June 1 we realized we "missed" Gotcha Day. Awesome.
Event 2: July 5, the day we met Eliot (2006).
Event 3: July 9th, Homecoming Day. I've said it 900 times if I've said it once, a day I will never forget. There is nothing like that feeling on the planet. If you haven't watched the video or seen the pics, click here and you can navigate your way through it. It's worth a few minutes of your time.
To be honest though, I think this is a good sign. We didn't just miss it by a day or two, but well over a week. The first year anniversary of these dates, I thought about it non-stop, the second a little less and now on the third it was an afterthought. Not because the magnitude of the situation was any less, but because life has moved along. We're not 100% focused on the adoption.
I actually dreamed of this day. As the other moms and I would watch our kids scoot around the tile floors we would dream of a life not centered around the process, the money, the foreign country, the paperwork, the margaritas, the lawyers all the while we knew these kids were ours and were waiting for a bunch of official people to figure it out along with us.
So, here it is. Real life. Real life. And it only took 3 years.
Happy anniversary(ies), sweet little man.