Sunday afternoon we rounded the bend and sunlight glittered off the lake. “Oh my goodness!” a tiny voice whispered in the back.
We turned down the gravel lane, past the monsterous houses which surround our family’s little cottage. “Oh my goodness!” the voice became louder.
We pulled in beside the other vehicles and the cousins flew up the hill to meet us. “OH MY GOODNESS!” the voice squealed. “I’VE NEVER BEEN TO A LAKE BEFORE!”
The day went on with lots of swimming (in life jackets), a boat ride, more swimming, watermelon and grilled hotdogs, digging for shells, and a photo shoot.
Driving home, the tired little voice said, “That was one of the best days of my entire life.”
We exchanged a parent-look that said, We know. She’s a different kid than she was ten weeks ago. Literally a different child. She listens and obeys joyfully. She is happy and secure. She is loving.
And the flair she adds to our life has been worth every second of the rocky transformation that we’ve held her hand through. I’m so thankful for adoption.
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