Solomon and I stepped off that airplane 6 months ago, and became a family of 4.
We had one scared little boy. One who loved fiercely. Who mourned fiercely. Who was stronger than we ever could have imagined. He was and is a fighter (in a good way). When I was ready to give-up, quit trying…he was ready to fight for our family.
He belongs to us…us to him.
In 6 months, I have learned so much from our sweet little boy. Learned stuff about myself that I wish wasn’t there…deep inside. I learned that hearts change, that love grows, that families can thrive. I have learned that I can’t do this alone. I've learned that I don’t have it all under control (I have also learned that I can be a control freak).
Hard to believe it has been 6 months. Hard to believe that we still struggle together daily. Hard to believe how far we have come. Hard to believe how far I know we will go.
Sweet Solomon Muhumuza : )
(2 new names will be added soon...but love the way his pure UG name sounds for now!)