a sweet family skipping together, canon digital rebel xti
I arrived home late last night from a trip that has transformed me.
Not only did I interview and photograph some of the most amazing couples I have ever had the privilege of meeting but I also cried with them, laughed with them and resonated with them on a level that was so entirely raw and deep.
Each of them had their own wild, crazy and beautiful story to how their babies came into their lives. I felt like I've been on a trip around the world and back with the scope of emotions I have felt along with them.
One thing that I left with that has soothed my heart in regards to our own wild adoption journey about to begin, was watching them hold their babies (some grown, some still tiny peanuts). The feeling dancing around the room was always them knowing and me seeing that they were so meant to be together. Those babies are theirs. Born from their hearts. Those sweet little spirits came into their lives in a way they did not expect in the beginning but it is not questioned. It is accepted, nurtured, embraced and celebrated.
I also brought home a poopie case of strep throat...which will more than likely keep me laying in bed for the next few days. To be honest, I am grateful for this opportunity to lie down, meditate and reflect on all that transpired on this trip and all that will transpire for me and Boho Boy over this next year.
As much as my head is spinning and my heart is singing...I feel a peace I have not felt in so long. A happiness that has transcended our sadness and a hope that sooths the fears when needed.
I am fastening my seat belt and holding on for what I know will be a whirly, twirly, sparkly, magical, intimidating, frightening, joyful, beautiful, delicious ride.