Our reunion day finally came. On Sunday 1-24-99
I awoke at about 5:30 AM unable to sleep
any longer. I laid in my bed in disbelief
that the day that I had prayed 33 years for was
finally here. I would be blessed to hold
my daughter in my arms for the very first
time. No words can tell how wonderful
it felt for this day to be here. I prayed that
all would go well and that my hearts desires
would be granted this day. Praise God they were granted.
Since I was the only one up in the house it was very peaceful and as I started to get ready, I could not help but to smile. That smile never left my face for that entire day and many days to come. I honest to goodness can say that I had the best hair day in my life. My clothes were perfect and everthing seemed to fall into place perfectly.
Muguet and her family were due to arrive about 11:15AM. My daughter Angel and her boyfriend Shane arrived about 10:45AM. My son Ross Jr and his girlfriend Sara and their 1 month old daughter Breanna arrived a few minutes later. My husband of 30 years and my youngest son Tony were already downstairs and waiting for Muguet's arrival. You could have cut the tension in the room with a knife. My husband is the type of person that is the life of the party, so leave it to him to try and break the tension.I was standing in the hallway between the front room and the kitchen looking toward the front glass door, waiting to get a glimpse at Muguet as she pulled into the driveway. Ross asked me to tell them how I was feeling at that exact moment. He quotes a few things that he thinks might be close to how I am feeling and I say, no where close, does any of those things compare with how I am feeling. I said, " imagine if someone stole one of our babies out of their crib and 33 years later someone says to you that this baby, now a full grown adult is about to drive in your driveway. That is how I am feeling at this moment." The adrenalin was raging through my body as I looked toward the door and saw her car in the turning lane. I said, "Here She Is".....and everyone looked toward the door. No one had realized that I had ran into the kitchen because I couldn't breathe. I stood there for a seconds and started to take in deep breaths and exhaling slowly. I was determined that I was not going to cry before she could see me because I am an ugly crier. At that moment, I heard the door open and she said, "Well, I made it." I just melted as I heard her voice once again and I slowly walked out of the kitchen. I know now, why in the movies, when two people who are in love and are running toward each other, they film it in slow motion. Because this is how I recall it felt in my mind. We slowly aproached each other....Our eyes on the other intensely, as we reached for each other to hug, it felt as if we were all alone in the room and lt was as if we had become one. Our bodies emerged together. I could feel the hole in my heart finally being filled with this enormous love for this child of mine, now a full grown woman. Our heartbeats were together again as they were when I carried her under my heart 33 years ago. At last, our lives were complete! We held that hug for a very long time and shed many tears of sorrow and happiness. Sorrow for the years that we missed and happiness for the chance to be finally in each others arms, knowing that we will never be apart again. The softness of that hug was undescribable and felt so natural. I look forward to many more hugs in the future, but none will ever compare to that first one.
We had a minor disaster but I didn't allow it to rain on my parade. My son was suppose to be video taping this glorious, once in a lifetime event for me. About a minute into our hug I heard him say to my husband, "dad, the camera didn't come on!" For some reason the pause button was on so we missed taping our first hug. We tried to do it again but it wasn't the same. Anyway, I just said "that figures." And we went on with our reunion.
After all the introductions were made and my children welcomed Muguet and her family into our familiy with open arms, things settled down some. I couldn't keep my eyes off of Muguet. I tried not to make her feel to uncomfortable but this was a very traumatic day for both of us. She gave me a gold baby birthstone necklace which had her birthstone in it, a diamond. I don't think I will ever, not wear it. Everytime I look into the mirror and see it on my neck, I am reminded that I now have my daughter back in my life. You have already had a sneak peak of what I gave her. When I hired the searcher in Miami, I sent a small picture of the baby angel that is the heading of this page, to help guide her in her search for my daughter. I collect baby angels and this is my favorite one. I had this picture blown up to a 8 by 10 and I had it inserted into a 11 by 14 gold edged frame. In the top left corner in purple,which is Muguets favorite color, It says, in script: To Muguet....In the bottom right corner it says: With Love from Bmama. I also gave her a hand crocheted Angel that stands about 12 inches high and I had 33 different color rose buds put on the dress, one for each year that I was not with her. Then as a hobby I crochet and I had a box of large tabletops and dollies and other things in it and told her to pick out what she wanted to keep. She picked out the one that took me the longest to make, which was a tabletop about 24 by 16 inches in rectangle it was a open mesh with a closed meshed bouguet of flowers. I had worked on this for about 2 months. I was glad she picked this one. She put it on her piano at her home. I had a second picture of the baby angel done for me and it is on my wall above my kitchen table, as hers is in her home. Muguet brought pictures of herself from the day she was brought home to live with her aparents at one month old, up and including her and Neals wedding day. I loved seeing her age progression, it meant so much to me. She also brought a paper that was given to her mother when they got her, that had on it her date of birth, birth weight,length,date of her discharge, along with my labor time, my discharge from the hospital date, her feeding instructions and her conditon at discharge. All of this information was blocked out of my memory so I welcomed it greatly. I shared some of my pictures also with her. The day seemed to have gone by so fast. When it was time for them to leave, we took some pictures and hugged before she got into the car. As she said goodbye, she said, "I love you. "And as she was backing out into the driveway she blew me a kiss. Can you even imagine the joy in my heart at that moment? And so ended our first reunion day, THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!
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