My son is officially one year old. His adoption is final as of just under two weeks ago. It was the most harrowing ride I’ve ever been on.

We’re his now. I don’t know words to describe the curiosity about the process of knowing who I am when my grief and fear subside. But I do know I nailed it, , this far, with the love of my massive support system. One year of my son.

He is a teacher, an orator, a social lover of new people and foods and places. What doesn’t he love? He’s also super funny. I’ll have to keep up. I’ll stop now because I cannot contain his everything with my words.

Thank you everyone who loves him. What a warm world you’ve all created for him and for us.