Last year, in between finishing my day job before the holiday, teaching my third class of the semester as an adjunct for two colleges, fundraising for my second mission trip to Africa, packing for said trip to Africa, preparing for the holiday, and doing the paper chase for our adoption, I was mesmerized by this little photo:
I prayed and prayed for him.
Last Christmas, we were waiting.
(It didn’t take him long to get the hang of presents!) My heart is so full. I learned that Christmas is infinitely better with kids of your own.
It was a quiet, beautiful day, and everything I had hope it would be one year ago.
From our family to yours, hope your holiday was full of cheer and love!