Rebekah sent Ty a photobook for Christmas. It's Ty's favorite gift.
Every day he says, "Mom, can I look at my special book?" or "I'm going to put my special book in my special box."
Ty and I have gone to a deeper level in our mother/son relationship.
It was during the week of Christmas. We were sitting on the couch and I was dialing Rebekah when I said, "Come here, babe, we're gonna call Miss Rebekah."
He looked right in my eyes and said, "Mom, I'm going to call her Mom, now, because she's my first mom."
If words could, physically, touch my heart, his did.
All our moments came rushing to me...
I was not envious or insecure or hurt.
I was proud.
In that instant, my baby boy stood as tall as a man. He was secure in my love for him and expressing his love for Rebekah.
I know my job is far from done, but in that moment I felt it was.
Despite our weakness and impatience and miss-the-mark days, Ben and I managed to teach our son how to love beyond himself.
In just a few weeks we will board a plane to Colorado and my sweet Ty will get to call Rebekah "Mom", in person.
The thought brings tears to my eyes.
I will never forget the day we stood in Rebekah's apartment. I watched her say goodbye to her son and kiss every part of his exposed skin. We hugged each other, tightly...afraid to let go. With tears in our eyes, we stood still for a moment and I said, "I will thank you with his life."
She nodded, overtaken with sadness, and let us go.
All of the kind words in the world could never thank Rebekah, enough, for allowing us to raise her son. I am hoping this visit, more than the ones that have been before it, will prove our love for her through Ty's thoughtful words and tender heart.
I know it's our story, but somedays I still can't believe I'm living it.
My mama heart is so full of love for my family.