Meeting Sammy

A year ago today I experienced one of the most sacred moments of my life. I met Sammy for the first time.

There really are no words that can adequately describe that moment. I had been yearning for this child for over 3 years and I was finally seeing him face to face. I was touching his skin. This was my son. This was a longing fulfilled.

That week with Sammy was like a honeymoon. All of reality faded to gray as I was consumed by my passionate love for this child. I was mesmerized by his little personality that came out more and more each day. So cautious and reserved that first day. Belly laughing by the end of the week.

Sammy, one year ago today I held you for the first time. I whispered in your ear that I was your Mommy and that nothing but death would separate us. I had known you only a minute, but I relished the thought of having the rest of my life with you. This morning I held you again...this time it felt much more natural then the first. We sat on our couch and you rested your head on my chest for a long time. You felt right at home in your Mommy's arms. Sammy, you may not have my eyes or my hair, but you have won my heart. I'm so thankful that God joined our lives and made us a family. The day I met you will always be one of the most joyful and wonderful days of my life. I love you forever, my precious son.