Six years ago today, I was in China with my sister, daughter and brother-in-law. Four brave souls had ventured across the Pacific Ocean in search of a province we’d never heard of before. We conquered the fifteen hour flight, a bout of airline-food-induced-food-poisoning, and the frigid temperatures of a foreign country where no one could understand our southern English, all on a journey to bring home baby Taylor.
On day three of our trip, we flew from Beijing to Hefei. It was there Taylor waited for his new parents. Watching my sister meet her first child for the very first time was one of the most memorable, heart warming moments of my life. She and James were, of course, anxious and scared but more than that, they were like any other expectant parents – they couldn’t wait to meet their child.
There are times in your life when you feel ‘along for the ride’ and then there are times in your life where you know you are witnessing something real, something important. In that moment, snapshots are created in your mind, imprinting the sounds, the smells, the feelings, deep into your heart. Going to China, meeting Taylor for the very first time with Jennifer and James – that was one of those moments. It was life changing.
Taylor taught me something immediately – not weeks or months later. He taught me that love is expansive. It can instantly appear and instantly encompass you. From the first moment we saw him, he was our Taylor and we adored him. A little boy born thousands of miles away was instantly part of us all.