Two years ago ...
we met the coolest bunch of people on the planet
we had a nanny hand us one of the most beautiful baby boys in the world and say "he's yours."
we walked to the steps of the care center and thought "what do we do now"
Two years ago, we visited an orphanage in rural southern Ethiopia, thinking we were getting a glimpse into our son's past. Little did we know, this was a peek into our future. You see, MB was already there waiting for us, though it would be 8 long months before we even had a clue.
Two years ago, we talked to nannies, social workers and a man who loves these boys beyond most people's comprehension. All these people knew the truth, though no one told us. I've spent a good spell in anger, frustration and thankfulness wondering why. Maybe someone did try to tell us but, because of processing and formalities, it wasn't translated. We'll never really know.
Two years ago, a set of three older boys clung to my skirts, cried mommy and absolutely broke my heart for the waiting child. Little did we know, nearly two years later one of those boys would be calling me mommy for the rest of my life.
Two years ago we thought our journey had ended. Really, it had just begun.