Thanksgiving was their first holiday together.
And I mean first for several when I say, “their first holiday” together.
I realized just how many firsts there were on Thanksgiving morning when I caught Isaiah on the floor kissing Amiya. It looked like this. Kid is a total Teddy Bear.
Their First Holiday
Do you watch the show This is Us? I mean, of course you do. It’s only the best and hottest new show on television. Every single time I watch the show, I have a moment where I say, “that’s totally us.” So this Thanksgiving, Ceci took a picture of the five of us, our first picture together, and all I could think was, “Yes, this is us.”
This is us.
It was the first holiday that Samarah and Isaiah spent together (after knowing each other just 8 months).
It was the first holiday that the biological siblings spent together. (I looked at them several times this past weekend and thought, “If their birth mom could only see this love…”)
It was the first holiday that Samarah, Isaiah, and Amiya spent together.
It was the first holiday that Isaiah spent with his forever family. (Please don’t judge the fact that he’s wearing Samarah’s winter things. His are in Minnesota, and Samarah has approximately 33 winter coats so there is no reason to go out and buy more.)
It was the first holiday that Amiya (God willing) spent with her forever family. Actually, it was Amiya’s first holiday spent on this Earth period.
It was the first holiday (and sadly only holiday) that Ceci spent with all the babies and both of us.
It was the first holiday that we all spent as one, (doubled in size from last holiday season) big family.
Our house has been filled with no less screaming, sickness, and chaos, but this past weekend as I thought about their first holiday, I felt so much happiness.
In fact, on Thanksgiving, I posted the below image of Amiya and I and said, “Thankful for the calm of the lake…..life, and things that don’t go as planned. Happy Thanksgiving!“
I look at these children and don’t know how on Earth they could be anywhere but here.
I fully believe that adoption ties together a weird twist of fate. When my children are all embracing each other I know that it’s all the work of God. After telling me, “No” for so long, He then said, “Yes, yes, yes,” (literally, 3 times like boom, boom, pow) and because of it, we are witnessing their first holiday together, our first holiday together.
This first holiday season, in general, is going to be one that I’ll never forget.