This was a funny sort of year. Not exactly one for the history books by most people’s standards, but as I reflect on it, I see that there were big changes. The year started with that newness, a strange, not really awkwardness, but all together slightly amazing oddness of becoming a family (and if I’m honest, the “my word, did I really do this, please don’t ever let me forget to pick them up from school” moments were frequent at the beginning of the year, because honestly, going from zero children to having two living, breathing, talking, sometimes opinionated children arriving less than 4 weeks apart is, well, an adjustment). But somewhere in this year, probably May ish, as we hit the 8-9 month mark, it began to feel normal. And then that feeling grew all summer and as we hit a year, we hit our stride. We began to have memories “remember last year when we went to x” and that felt good, normal, I guess. So while there were no new adoptions in 2012 (minus frogs which arrived as birthday gifts from the godparents and two new “cats in care” we take care of and will keep!), it was ground-breaking in a non-ground-breaking way! (following me?).
This year we learned a lot, I learned that the people we “keep” now, aka the people we spend to live our lives with (and not just those in the same physical house) mean so much. They aren’t just people any more, they are “our people”. We learned that family can be people you’ve known a year, or known your whole life. We learned that on the very challenging days and the better days, the three of us (and those that are a part of our lives) will always be there.
There were many happy memories. Many days filled with grief. But somehow we got through it together, with a little help along the way.
And as I reflect on what worked in 2012 and where we hope to be in 2013, I feel quite filled with hope, contentment and peace. Because no matter what happens, we’ll do things our way, in a way that keeps us connected and helps our hearts heal and rest. And because of that, I welcome 2013 with open arms. Another year with my two darlings. And who knows, by this time next year, maybe there will be three…!