Getting older
Yes, I am. I don't really feel older, but every so often, I have one of those moments where reality hits. Take yesterday. I was doing a bunch of adoption paperwork (again), and looking to see what passport size photos I had and how many more I needed. For some reason I had one set of myself from the beginning of 2011 and one taken from much later in the year. Oh my goodness. I think the year was harder on me than I imagined. Comparing the two pictures, I seem to have aged more than 10 or 11 months. It looked more like 4 or 5 years. It may sound as though I'm fishing for compliments, but really, I'm not. I was just shocked at the difference in the two pictures. (I'm justifying it by saying I must have had several nights of poor sleep to explain the second picture away. Don't dissolution me.) It wasn't until that moment that I fully realized how anxious I have been about this adoption. I knew I felt a little stressed about it, but until I saw it written there all over my face, I hadn't realized the pervasiveness of it. I am also a little more aware of its weight now because of the relief I feel as we get closer and closer to actually travelling. Being at the point of just waiting for our travel approval feels glorious. I am so ready for this adoption to be completed and to have H. in our arms.
So, tell me, do you think relief can reverse the aging process?
So, tell me, do you think relief can reverse the aging process?
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