It was two years ago today that your Daddy and I left Hong Kong after a short night's sleep following our 16 hour flight from the states. Two quick plane rides and one frantic van trip later, we entered a hotel meeting room in Guangxi, China, breathless from our travels and eager with nervous excitement of what was about to occur in a few short moments.
Before we had time to even catch our breath, there you were. One of the most beautiful things we had ever laid eyes on.
You came around the corner in the arms of your ayi with those big brown eyes of yours roaming around the room looking for something, anything, that was familiar but finding nothing.
Within seconds she placed you in my arms and we were left speechless.
Though we were stunned by how beautiful you were and humbled that in God's perfect plan you were to be ours forever, it was obvious that you were so scared at everything that was happening around you and to you.
Your eyes brimmed with tears, your lips formed a perpetual pout, and my heart broke for what yours was going through. How I wished one word, one hug, one kiss could reassure you and make it alright. But I knew better. It would take time and consistency to build that bridge of trust from your heart to ours.
The stiffness of your body even when (especially when) being held. The way you would hold your Cheerios between your fingers but not once make any attempt to eat them or anything else for a short time. The way your eyes were always staring but never focusing. The silent tears that were a window to your precious little heart.
You fell asleep that first night with your clothes on, your diaper unchanged, and your dinner uneaten. But you were finally at rest and those things could just wait until morning.
Smiles began to dance across your face.
Toddles turned into steps.
And now, two years later, those first few weeks in China seem like an eternity ago.
Each new day is counted as a gift from Him to know you just a little more...
....as the performer proudly belting out the latest tune you've learned from Barney when asked to (and even when you're asked "pretty please" not to).
Only to find that every tomorrow proves me wrong.
Happy family day, sweet Lia Kate. We are so thankful that you are here.