It’s been 390 days since I first held Vivienne in my arms.
More or less.
Before coming into our family she had more transitions than any child should have to endure.
She spent four months with her birth family.
Eight months in an orphanage.
And one year with a loving foster family.
I’ve often wondered how all these transitions would impact her ability to love again.
How long she might need to allow herself to believe, somehow, that we would not leave her.
And to know that she her love would be safe with us.
Yesterday, during one of the most ordinary of moments, Vivienne spoke spontaneously.
“I love you, mama.”
Crazy blessed to be on a journey of the heart with this child.
In so many ways, she takes my breath away.