For those of you out there, waiting to exhale, let it go. Let it all out and breath deep the sweet air of today.I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
Last weekend will go down as one of the best in our life.
The when, where and what to wear of our meeting ended up to be very inconsequential. As is turns out, we have known this girl for ages. She is family.
She is a pint sized American sweetheart. She's a pink beach cruiser on the boardwalk, a vintage JuicyFruit commercial, the girl next door that all the boys plan to marry some day.
Did you know that peace is the only emotion that Satan can't duplicate? He's got love and happiness down pat. He can fool you into believing just about anything, but peace, well, he can't touch it.
As I sat across the table from our birth mom, I was wrapped in peace. I know she was chosen to carry our child. I know that we are bound together by forces we may not understand until we die. I know that I will love her, and her family until I take my last breath and beyond.
These are tough times for so many people right now. I feel a little guilty for our happiness. I feel like a child with a huge lollipop while the other children look on. I want to share my sweetness with everyone. I want everyone to take a big lick and know that God is good. Miracles happen. Hang onto your faith and work towards peace in your life.
Here's a few pics from Mayberry (a.k.a. North Ogden):












Tell me. How do you thank someone for a gift so significant? How do you put into words the love and gratitude you feel for someone you just meet? How do we begin to express the wonder we feel at the selflessness of a birth mother? We haven't found a way. 






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