On Thanksgiving day one year ago, Cary and I boarded a plane
to go meet our sons for the first time.
It feels like another life when our feet really walked the streets of an ancient, beautiful, weathered country.
Unbelievable that we got to meet our sons there.
How can it only have been a year since we first looked into the faces of those
sweet, vulnerable, perfect Mighty Men for the first time?
It is so hard to remember life before we knew the constant joy of our sons' faces,
their giggles, their dynamic personalities...
I can't believe that in a year, my twins have gone from babies to boys.
My heart is heavy and full. So much I could never have imagined or hoped for myself has been given to me. I know that my expression of it all falls short of the greatness of theses good and perfect gifts, but I am overwhelmingly thankful.
"...let us be thankful, and so worship God acceptably with reverence and awe." - Heb 12:28