This weekend we are having visitors.
Visitors that are family and ones that warm our hearts each and every time we see them.
Visitors that we called our own for a time - a little over a year and a half.
We were a family of four and they called us Mommy and Daddy. We kissed the hurts away, gave them hugs and kisses when we tucked them into bed at night, cheered them on at soccer games and shared every aspect of our lives with them so they knew they belonged here with us. Our boys called them brothers and were proud to do so.
The boys are with their aunt and uncle now, happily adopted and living a great life surrounded by family who loves them and we are so happy that we get to still see them and be a part of their lives even if it is on the fringes now. They still sometimes slip and call us Mommy and Daddy but for the most part it is Mark and McRiah now (Jaxon version).
A couple of weeks ago when we were at Jaden's birthday party (he just turned 8) Jaxon was sitting on Mark's lap and he put his two sticky, chubby hands on either side of Mark's face. Looking into his eyes, Jaxon asked Mark "Do you want to be my daddy or do you want to be my best friend".
What we want and what we can actually have are often two very different things but we know that we are blessed in every single way to still be able to see these precious boys and be a part of their lives! We can't wait to see them this weekend and I hope that our relationship with them continues forever!
1 comment:
This brought a tear to my eye! They were so lucky to have you and they're still lucky to have you!
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