A Gotcha Day Letter of Gratitude

Dear Mr. Putin, Mr. Astakov and Russian government,

A year ago today, I picked up my son from a baby house in Moscow.

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It was one of the best days of my life– up there with my wedding day, the gotcha day of my 2 children from Ukraine, and a few other truly special days.

Thank you for the privilege of letting my husband and I parent him. Especially, thank you to the orphanage staff, the prosecutor and the judge, who agreed that we were right for him.

Thank you for letting him be a part of our family

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He clung to me as we drove away from the orphanage.

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He’s rarely stopped clinging to me since.

Before I scooped him up that day, I thought that I knew him. Tiny, quiet, observant.
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But, over the last year, we’ve also had the pleasure of seeing his spunk come out.

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It’s been like watching the sunrise. Dawn starts slowly, then suddenly, the light starts to shine.

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Now, everything is illuminated.
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He delights in his siblings.
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And his daddy.

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We are so in love with this boy who we first met in your beautiful Moscow. And so thankful for him every day.

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It has been such a pleasure to watch him grow and change over the last year.

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Thank you, again, for one of the best gifts we’ve ever received. I hope that you will give other waiting children in Russia the same opportunity.

With love,

Molly

2 thoughts on “A Gotcha Day Letter of Gratitude”

  1. In need of an adorable children update… and perhaps a few pics of those beautiful dogs too. Hope summer is treating you well.

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