I have told and retold the story of Tatumn's adoption many times. The details of how the Massey's started their adoption journey right alongside us. That it wasn't planned that way at the beginning but after that initial first step we couldn't have been more grateful to be on the same path together.
God, knew in advance what that road looked like ahead of us...and He knew we would need each other.
As I type those words and re-feel the emotions of those days, tears spring up in my eyes and my heart does this flutter thing. On one hand, I am surprised we made it. Honestly. And on the other hand, I am humbled and in awe.
God's plan all along was to bring these two little Asian girls together to be friends.
The bestest kind of friends.
The kind of friends who sit by each other and laugh hysterically.
The kind of friends who love to put make-up on each other and is patient when one of the friends hands doesn't move as fast.
The kind of friends who know how to encourage the little details, like hair bows and twirly skirts. And when one of the friends is crawling to the play house. And if one could pick what makes her the happiest...it would be the crawling..every time.
This weekend found us side-by-side with our most favorite people for a lot of activities.
And this is how you would have found our girls.
Sitting beside each other in the restaurant. Holding hands.
Worshiping together...which is a rarity..but a blessing beyond words..holding hands.
A birthday party...holding hands. And putting on make-up.