May 28, 2013

Happy my "almost" son...

Some of you may be confused, some may have followed our journey this past year and a half.

It's May...Jaxon's Birthday has passed. Meanwhile a little boy sits, in an orphanage in Russia.

I don't know when his birthday is just that it is in May most likely he has turned two already, there are only a few days left in May. Maybe he will be having his birthday this week. Either way, he has been on my mind.

We thought we'd have him home by now, that we'd celebrate his second birthday together.

It was not to be...

It breaks my heart not knowing how he is, wishing he was being loved and cared for. I pray every day that someone will come for him, even though we cannot.

No matter what has happened, or what happens in the future, we will always love you and pray for you sweet Micah.

And in case no one else has told you...


Keep Looking Up!

May 14, 2013

Happy Birthday Jaxon!

As I sit here, I think about all we thought would have been, and all that has come.

This time last year we baked cupcakes, we celebrated you in hopes that by your next birthday we would celebrate with you.

What a year we have had!

Today would have been your second birthday!

But rather than dwell on what might have been, we will celebrate what is.

On May 14th, were born.  You may have been celebrated, maybe not, but you spent your days in an orphanage. Not knowing the love of a mommy, or daddy, or big sisters...

While we grieve the chance to show you love, to give you a family, to celebrate with you. We will celebrate YOU! That you were born, that you were here on this earth, and that you made difference. In all the lives of those who saw your precious picture, those who loved you, and I'm sure those who cared for you and knew you were touched in some way.

We are gearing up to go get your big brother, practically  twin for Ava. Someday I will be able to tell his story too.

Today, I have a vision in my mind...however "make believe" it may be, it is a comfort to think about.

I picture you sitting on Poppy's knee, as he shows you how to play the drums, I can picture you looking up at him, and him smiling down at you. I picture Grandma Alta... and her big smile, I'm sure she'd love to pick you up and dance with you, and feed you birthday cake! Grandma sure loved to feed the babies cake and spoil them!

So much has changed in a year, and often times it is hard to think about, hard to fathom, just hard. But today, we celebrate. Your life. Short as it may have been, it made a difference.

We love you baby boy! Happy Birthday!

Keep Looking Up!