September is a big month for us. We have been busy, travelling about, adjusting to life in Scotland, and discovering the timeframes for going to the USA. This week we have been at a conference in Edinburgh. The adventures of homeschooling with a family, at a conference have certainly been interesting. Thankfully the kids have done pretty well and are in a much better place than in the past. Even so, we have already had plenty of adventures…kids melting down (although thankfully in ways that are not as visible to others), finding out that the mischievous ones decided to unwrap all of the women’s products which are freely available in the restrooms, trying to discourage everyone from picking things up off the road, dealing (not always successfully) with teens and preteens who are convinced they know more.
But September is a big month for us for another reason. We have a birthday child in September, which we celebrated last week. A trip to Glasgow for some fun at Scotland’s Amusement Park (but think more on the carnival ride side of things) proved the birthday activity. We also have two very important milestones. September 1st is our Brazilian family day (1 year anniversary) and today, September 17th is our China family day. It has been 8 years since God started us on our adoption journey! It is crazy to think that 8 years have now passed since we walked into a hotel room with a pack and play, hardly able to sleep the night before meeting our first adoptive child.
Memories, celebrations, and milestones are such important things. We want to celebrate well the blessings of adoption. There are plenty of difficulties and hardships. If you have read this blog for any sort of time, you have likely seen that there is a whole other side to the adoption journey that most people don’t really know about. The road can be very windy and extremely difficult at times. However, we must not forget about the joys, the highlights, the mountain peaks, and the stunning views. The Lord has blessed us with an 8 year old family bond. And the truth is we struggle to remember what it was like before welcoming our first son home. We also can only recall the first few years as a distant memory. That gives us hope when we are in the midst of the stormy seas of the first few years with our newest family members. And each milestone, be it one year or eight, is significant. Looking back we can see how the Lord has graciously, patiently, mercifully, and, we imagine, at times humorously led us through eight years that we wouldn’t trade for anything else. Ironically, we were last in Scotland only a year into that first adoption. Our son spoke some Hungarian, limited English, and was still not understanding what a mom and dad truly are. Today he speaks English, German, Hungarian, and Portuguese, managed to get grades which would admit him to the higher level school track in Germany, knows what family means, and has grown and developed into a young man we are most thankful for and proud to have.
One of the fun parts of adoption is getting to celebrate the special day when God put us in each others’ lives. It reminds us of His sovereignty, but also His own adoption story. That we are adopted by Him and have special family days too. And surely heaven celebrates those milestones even more delightedly than our shallow attempts to replicate that on earth.
