* David and Zinabu in Ethiopia, April 2007
I was not there your first three and a half years of life.
I don't know when you were born.
I don't know when you first smiled.
I don't know when you first smiled.
I don't know if you are a surviving fraternal twin or an identical twin.
I don't know what your first word was.
I don't know when you walked.
I don't know what your favorite lullaby was.
I don't know what your first bath was like.
I don't know what your first bath was like.
Your first wish.
Your first laugh.
Your first joke.
Your first taste of food you didn't like.
Your first taste of food you loved.
Your first jump.
Your first game.
Your first game.
Your favorite color.
Your first owie.
Your first bad dream.
Or your second. Or your third. Or your fourth.
But I do now. Happy 3 year anniversary, my darling.
6 comments:
Love it! So bittersweet isn't it?
So bittersweet, Cathy. I did not realize we share this very special day. We got our referral the day Z came home--wow!
Yes, you do mama. Yes you do.
Wow - that made me cry! Happy 3rd anniversary!
Happy 3rd anniversary to an amazing family!
I can so relate. I am mourning those unknowns.
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