We had a great spring day a few days ago. We decided to go on a walk on the trail that runs along the river here. It was a beautiful day. Lucas enjoyed being outside and looking at the trees.
This was our first time as a family of three to walk on the trail. This is the same trail that Ryan and I ride our bikes on for hundreds of miles each summer. This is the same trail that we have walked on for the last five years that we have known each other. This is the same trail that we walked and cried on after the failed IVF attempt. This is the same trail that we walked on for miles and miles as we talked about adding to our family through adoption. This is the same trail that we would get so frustrated on because we had no idea when we would be able to adopt. This is the same trail that we would get so excited about taking our kids there.
I kind of got teared up as I thought of all the time that we had spent on that trail thinking and hoping about our future and our children and now here we were with the most perfect little baby in the entire world.
And I realized that we were emotionally attached to this trail and it was such a tender experience to finally be able to walk on it as a family of three.