It’s been three years since I’ve written to you. Yet, only five days since speaking to you. What a wonderful three years it has been. Full of giggles, smiles, toys, play time, learning, growing, and blooming. You are now five and a half, a kindergartener, a big sister to two. And still, the brightest, most beautiful light in my life.
19 days until you’re in my arms again and we can giggle, have tickle fights, bond over a bag of Hot Cheetos (so thankful you inherited that gene), and make lasting memories together. I will never forget the weight that the gift of open adoption has. Your parents are angels. They continue to welcome me into your life, home, thoughts, and prayers. I’m so incredible lucky.
Signing off.
Bizzy ❤️
