I share my wedding anniversary with not one person, but two. October 14th, 2012 was the day that Jeff and Phoebe and I officially became a family. We made vows to love and listen to each other and we truly live those words every day. "How old were you when your parents got married?" Phoebe asked me the other day. Well, most people are not alive to see their parents get married. But our little girl was so much a part of the day, I can't think of our celebration without her. It was very much because of her that we decided to turn our committed 10 year relationship into an official, government sanctioned union. In the past year, we've paid our taxes together, we've worked on our official name changes- from Social security to birth certificates to passports. We are officially now the Yates Family, and so begins our adventure together.
This year has only strengthened what we had as a family. Our days are filled with love and caring and affection for each other. Even when we are apart, we think of each other through out the day, and are excited to be back together at the end of the day- together. We are so happy in our little home. Our son Michael is now going to college in the city and lives not too far away, so he is a regular presence in our orbit, giving us one more element of happiness. He and Justin made our wedding so special as they acted out their two lines from the Princess Bride to kick off our ceremony. Justin, with an impeccable sense of timing started with, "Marriage, that blessed arrangement, that dream within a dream..." and Michael followed perfectly with "Love, true love, is what brings us together today." At least half of those in attendance were cracking up. The rest, had to figure out what that was all about. For me, it was a highlight to a day that perfectly reflected who we are as a couple, and as a family.
So I guess this is as good a place as any to end this blog. It was originally designed as a place for a single Mom, adopting a baby from Vietnam to share her struggles and triumphs. How far we have both come from that chilly January day in Vietnam when we first hugged each other six years ago. I truly never want that hug to end. These words are for you, Phoebe. They were written so that you will know how those first precious years felt to me, and how much love there was for you every day since. Perhaps it's time to start a new blog as we start together on this next part of our lives. Now that you can read and are writing, perhaps you can share in the writing of our story. For now, just know that you are the spark that lit a flame of joyful fireworks in our lives. Sometimes, all we can do is sit back and enjoy the glow you bring.