Peach officially becomes my daughter.
Even though nothing will really change in terms of our day-to-day routine, I can’t wait for the next part of the journey to begin so we can go about the business of just being a regular family. No more social workers. No more court dates. No more worrying that the rug is going to somehow be pulled out from under us.
I don’t expect a judge’s signature will cure all the pain she’s endured or magically erase the memories of being shuffled around, but I want her to know/feel that she’s always got a firm foundation & no matter what she’s got a soft, safe place to land.
In the last few months I’ve been really open and honest about the process with Peach and it’s been so heartwarming to see her get genuinely excited as the date has edged closer. She beams with pride when telling people she’s being adopted on March 22 and that it means she’s in our family forever… which totally chokes me up because I want her to feel proud of who she is and to know that adoption is not just okay - it’s a beautiful thing.
photo credit: Anna Mayer Photography in Milwaukee