So many blessings, it would be impossible to list them all one by one.
While I had a wonderful Thanksgiving, I find myself keeping busy tonight to stop my mind from wandering. I know I am avoiding bed in order to keep my brain busy so that I won't dwell on the fact that I didn't hear from Christopher today. I knew I wouldn't get a phone call, but why does the heart still hold out that possibility? I thought for sure I would get an email, or text, or even just a message on Facebook...
Today is not only Thanksgiving, Christopher's heart surgery was one year ago today. He is doing wonderful ~ is enjoying his second lease on life.
As I said, I have so many blessings. But the heart continues to break, the loss of my son to adoption continues to tear me apart. Despite reunion, despite the many blessings in my life.
How can anyone say that adoption is a blessing??