It is with a heavy heart I bring this amazing bloggy adventure to a close. Nearly 4 years of an incredible journey... oh my goodness, where does the time go? From our certification process to waiting on "The Call" to Jack, Jill, Mannie, Sunshine, Junebug, Little Buddy and SweetPea, our family hijinks, Matt's passing and FINALLY our best day.. the adoption!
I've made lifelong friends because of this venture and consider myself truly blessed on so many levels. Thank you for your love, support, prayers and awesome vibes. I will never find the right words to express my appreciation to all for laughing with (and at me-- come on now, you know y'all did!), crying along side of me, holding me (and my family) up in our darkest hours and celebrating our greatest days.
From our little home to yours.. From the bottom of my heart so humbled by all of you.. Thank you and God Bless...
I am finally posting something! WOOT! You would think things would've chilled and become manageable by now but noooooo.
Here's a little ditty I would like to share. Since Little Buddy was on Spring Break during the adoption, we celebrated with his class the following week. The kids (fellow students he has known for the last year and a half) all made him Adoption Day cards and read them to him. Pictured sitting beside him is his awesome Principal.. a man that came along side him his very first day, has been a wonderful role model and a good buddy.
We're blessed to have angels everywhere, let me tell ya..
After the beautiful cards were read, they sat at their tables and sang him songs. Auntie MooMoo, Nantie (she came down from Graceland in Cheyenne!) and I sugared the kids out with cupcakes, ice cream and pop....
Then we sent them home, teeth a-buzzin' and completely spazzed out.
SweetPea: Mommy, me climb a tree and get Daddy down.
Me: Is Daddy in a tree?
SP: No, Mommy.. Daddy in the clouds. Me climb a tree and get Daddy in the clouds.
M: You want to bring Daddy down from the clouds, baby?
SP: Yes Mommy. Bring Daddy home.
This past week, our little village had a new (temporary) addition: Miss Olivia. Her family went on vacation so no, she's not a foster.. LOL. She's the wiggliest, silliest pup.. and wonderful with the kids (she has three of her own at home). We call her, "Lovie" instead of Livvie.
Foster care survivor, country music singer/song writer and champion for children in the foster care system, Jimmy Wayne, will be speaking today on the floor of the Tennessee General Assembly. It is regarding a bill that would extend the age of children in foster care from 18 to 21.
This is a big deal. It will allow young adults more time and access to services that can help them transition to adulthood from state custody and has gained national attention. Please take a moment to read a letter sent in support of the bills:
After I tucked my angelic 3 year old in bed last night (and checked on her a couple times thereafter) is apparently when the party really got started. Before heading to bed myself, I peeked in one more time and discovered this:
Lights on, room trashed, curtains pulled (rod bent) and yes, that's her passed out on the floor.
Yesterday, my darling SweetPee turned, "FREEEEE!!!" As sassy and tantrum-filled as this time in her life is, dang she's adorable. Tonight we will have a small family party in which she plans to, "Open pwesents, bwhoa out candles and eat cake.. blue cake..."
God, I love that girl.
Today would've been Matt's 49th birthday. I'm trying to push past the gloom of sadness, not dwell on memories of the last 10 birthdays we've shared and really try to focus on the joy of living. I cannot allow myself to get swallowed up by grief and truly look forward to our little gathering tonight.
An ongoing tale of our most excellent (and terrifying) adventure yet.. adoption via foster care. This is a journey Darling Husband and I started with Nantie ("Nanny-Auntie" - a blessing from above) in 2007. Although she moved in 2010, we miss her dearly and so appreciate all she did while here.
We also have a herd of rescued canines, fear the Lord and laugh a lot.
August, 2011: Seven amazing placements and a week after we were told LittleBuddy and SweetPea were available for us to adopt, my husband passed away unexpectedly.
April, 2012: I had the honor of adopting my darling 7 year old son (Little Buddy) and 3 1/2 year old sister (SweetPea). I awoke the following day a 40something, widowed single mommy... and couldn't of been happier.
In 1999, a year after my own mother passed away I found out I, myself, was an adopted county baby. Life has some ironic twists but we all seem to come Full Circle
This is our story.
Our Inner Circle
OUR PLACEMENTS ~
Nov 2010 ~ APRIL, 2012 (ADOPTION DAY!) "Little Buddy" ~ 6 years old & "SweetPea" ~ his 22 month old sister
Feb 2010 to May 2010 "JuneBug" ~ 2 year old Princess
Aug 2009 to October 2009 "Mannie" ~ 3 1/2 years old & "Little Miss Sunshine" ~ his 6mo old sister
Jan 2009 to Aug 2009 "Jack" ~ 4 1/2 years old & "Jill" ~ Jack's twin sister
THE REST OF US:
Melissa: Yours Truly
DH: Darling Husband (Rest In Peace, My Love) Nantie: Lived with us and watched the kiddos until June '10 Elvis: Nantie's Heartthrob Gramsie: MIL Big Daddy/GramPapa: FIL Missy: Auntie MooMoo ~SIL/Best Friend Uncle Kiwi: BIL from NZ/Missy's Hubby Bren : BFF Kadi : Darling Cousin