It’s been one year.
I feel like I blinked and it was gone.
One year since we walked into the courthouse, early that Thursday morning, to change our lives forever.
One year since I made small talk with attorneys and caseworkers just to pass the time.
Once year since I walked into Courtroom #3 for the last time.
One year since we heard the judge say those glorious words.
One year since Zoe squeezed my hand under the table in the court room until I couldn’t feel my finger tips.
One year since I watched the tears stream down my daughter’s cheeks.
One year since I held my breath while the judge spoke, praying to not have another road block.
One year since the legal joining of our lives.
One year since my Zoe became a Dotson.
One year since the moment time stood still. The moment Zoe looked into my eyes and asked, “Is it over momma? Am I yours forever now?”
One year since we walked across the parking lot, all four of us, hand in hand.