I wrote my first post drinking wine with Brandon laughing over names that we should call the blog, me typing and him saying, "You CAN'T say that!"
Three years later the name stuck and he's still cringing over certain things that I write.
One thing is for sure I am really happy that I kept this up for three years. What a great way for all of us to remember this time in our lives and have all the pictures and stories to take to the therapist one day. It goes without saying that the children will use this blog against me in the teenage years, it won't be until their adult years until after they have had children of their own that they will appreciate it. It's funny how depending on my moods, the blog got more personal than I ever imagined, but I'm glad I wrote it, because if the kids ever do decide to step out of their comfort zone and move to another country they will know it is perfectly normal to cry and then well cry some more. At the end of this journey, and no, I don't know when that will be, I'm hopeful that we will have taught them that it's okay to have Roots and Wings.