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2 weeks...

For those of you who haven't seen us out and about... it's been 2 weeks since our girl moved in and we are so happy. She seems to be settling into life here well. We have been hitting the gym most days, she's been doing homework at my office after school and we have been cooking together most days. We are all getting more comfortable and life is good.

I thought I would be sad to let my perfect guestroom go... it was the room in the house I could go and sit in when everything was a mess and it was so perfect, organized and calm... I didn't think I would be okay with it having a cluttered dresser with make-up and papers, seeing the best unmade and wrinkled and all the other things living in a room does to it! This morning I walked by the open door and saw the new curtains we picked out together hanging, the new comforter hastily thrown back in place, stuffed animals and throw pillows piled up and books on the nightstand - my heart almost burst with love. There is nothing I love more than knowing she loves that room as much as me... she loves the color and the furniture choices, the simple decorations and has made it her own with things we have bought and added together.

While it's only been 2 weeks it feels like so much longer. She is already a vital part of our family. Our daughter. I can't stop smiling when I see her walking up the hill from school to get to my car in the pick-up line. When she laughs at Ryan's terrible jokes, we all laugh harder. She eats as fast as we do. Loves cheese as much as we do. Watches scary movies with Ryan and gets teary eyed watching girly movies with me.

So, for now, the Asher Family 3 are doing well! We appreciate all the love you have shown us and all the prayers and good thoughts!!!

Comments

Unknown said…
You guys are incredible; I am blessed to call you my friends!! And that young lady, your daughter, is the luckiest person on the planet at this point in her life!! ����
Michele said…
Sounds like a win-win-win for all 3 of you!

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