Hope

It’s no secret that I was ready to adopt before Dave was. But that’s how things go around here: I like to jump right in, Dave likes to consider the options.  We make a good team like that. Balance….or something.

When I would get discouraged that we would never adopt, never have kids, etc. etc., Dave would always tell me to have hope. And I hated it. I wanted to wallow in my misery.

It’s also no secret that I like to go JoAnn Fabrics. I need my yarn fix as much as anyone else. But there was 1 thing at JoAnn’s that drove me crazy. A snowflake ornament. A snowflake ornament engraved with one word. Hope.

We buy a new ornament each year, and that dang Hope ornament would jump out at me every time I tried to pick our 2009 ornament. I put off buying an ornament for much longer than I would have liked, because I just couldn’t find “the one.”

Finally, during yet another trip to JoAnn’s, and yet another 5 minutes of my eye being drawn back to, you guessed it, the Hope ornament, I muttered “Fine. You win.” I bought the dumb ornament and hung it on the tree without even telling Dave.

Guess what Dave told me the next day.

“Let’s adopt. Let’s do it. I want to.”

I love my Hope ornament.

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  1. ah, such a great tradition. 🙂 now every year, you’ll get that ornament out and remember this point in time. whoever came up with this is a genius!

      • Ali
      • December 20th, 2009

      Yeah, and if she’s lucky, we’ll remember the genius who came up with this every Christmas too!

  1. December 20th, 2010

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