Mason's 2nd anniversary of his adoption day came and went. There was no cake, no gifts, and dare I say...No Facebook post. We did make mention of it in our house. We did look at the certificate the judge gave us, but there wasn't much fanfare.
I spent the next day wondering if I was wrong. Was I being a neglectful mom.
I haven't answered that question yet but as I pondered it I came up with other questions.
My bio kids get "gotcha day", "family day", and their birthday all rolled into one big day. Does it mean less?
We have never taken a real stance on how we were going to celebrate these days. To me "gotcha day" in October is far more exciting. The adoption day was when Connecticut made it official, but it was real and binding on that very first day that started it all.
The day we got the call that asked did we want to have our life book shown is more remembered. The feelings of hope and worry, longing, wonder, and ultimately of peace that in His timing it would all work.
There have been so many days in between that have shaped our family to what it is. I guess it's just best if we celebrate them all.
So I guess I've answered my own question...thanks for reading through my rambled thoughts to get there!
I would love to hear how others celebrate their days!
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