I was brought up with the expectation that when I received a gift, the proper thing to do was send a thank you card. As a young child, I would sit at the dining room table and, in my loopy juvenile cursive, thank my aunts, uncles, grandparents, and great grandparents for their thoughtfulness in remembering my birthday, or sending a present down for Christmas. Those thank you notes were uncomplicated….thank you for “Where The Sidewalk Ends”. Books are my favorite thing. xoxoxo
As I’ve gotten older, the things for which I say thank you have gotten more complicated. And there isn’t always a direct mailing address for my note. Because sometimes it isn’t an individual who has given me a gift as much as it is the Universe allowing me an experience that will stay with me for a lifetime. Like the opportunity to see my dad before he passed away. Or the opportunity to get to know my grandmother as a person and not just as my guardian. And biggest by far would be for the opportunity to open my heart completely to a precious little girl.
Last time I was in this space, I was asking the Universe to give me that chance. I was asking it to eliminate the obstacles that The Mistah and I faced in our attempt to adopt. I know I was not alone in my petition. Our family, our friends, our entire village crossed fingers and said prayers.
While we waited, I did my best to let go of the fear and anxiety of what might happen. Instead, I focused on Libby. I held her, fed her, watched as she discovered something new every day and tried to think about how the world looked through her eyes.
And in what is likely the best gift I will ever receive, our prayers were answered. The obstacle that had been so daunting was simply gone. There’s no guidance from Emily Post about how to say thank you for something like that. So I have to find my own way…by announcing the news to family and friends that our family is growing, by joyfully loving this person who has forever changed our lives, and by saying thank you to everyone who has encouraged us along this journey.
It only feels right to actually write a thank you note, even if I have no way of mailing it, so here goes.
Thank you for the trust and confidence you have shown in us. Becoming Libby’s parents is a tremendous gift that we will cherish for a lifetime. As I watch her grow and develop each and every day, I want for her to have a world of endless possibilities. I delight in seeing the joy in her whole body when she smiles and I take comfort in feeling her fall asleep with her head buried in my chest. The last seven weeks have been unlike anything I’ve ever known but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. xoxoxo