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Finding our daughter

One of my favorite reads EVER is the amazing and honest story from Nia Vardalos who adopted her daughter when she was just 3 years old. When she describes meeting her for the first time (as seen in this clip) she knew that this precious girl was her daughter. Nia has been open and honest about her process - from the failed IVF treatments and struggles with conception to the pain and struggle she had over being childless. Nia and her husband decided to move forward with a child who was in a foster-to-adopt situation. The story is amazing and a 14-year journey.

Reading her stories (I plan to read her book asap...) has been inspiring and comforting. So many of her feelings of inadequacy and insecurity speak to my heart. Additionally, it gives me hope and strength in our journey.

While it wasn't necessarily immediate with our girl that she's ours and she came to us as an almost adult and not a small child... this experience reminds me of Nia's story. When we sit watching a movie together as a family, the comfort level we have is astounding considering she only moved in a few months ago. She is so much the daughter I have always dreamed of... it breaks my heart that we have such a short time with her.

However, we will pack into the blink of an eye time we have every ounce of love, acceptance, support and care we can. We will instill every positive idea we can muster and let her know we will always be here for her no matter what.

In our hearts, she will always be our girl and we are thrilled to keep sharing the journey with all our supporters and encouragers!!!

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