Sunday, January 10, 2010

It Takes a Village...

I think we are all familiar with the African proverb, "It takes a village to raise a child."
Never, in all my experience, has that rung so profoundly then in these last few days.
First of all, we've always felt that we live in a pretty, amazing community. People are friendly, and care about you.
And with the popularity of the internet, the size of our community shrinks even more. Immediately we can share our news with everyone...from people on our street to friends in Africa.
But, since posting our beautiful daughter's pictures on Facebook and sharing our incredible news, we have received so many congratulations and best wishes from our community. People care.
Whether it is the neighbours rushing over when they saw the pink balloons on our lawn, people crying into their coffee at the restaurant, or store clerks wondering how they are ever going to work for the rest of the evening after seeing our daughter's picture, people are so thankful that God has given us our precious Violet.
I know that we are not going to have a problem with a network of support for our growing family. This community has waited anxiously with us for close to five years. They've been hopeful, frustrated, expectant, and over-the-moon excited right along with us. And I know that when Violet comes home that support will continue.
Violet, your "village" is in love with you already.
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  1. Disie PJanuary 13, 2010 at 12:45 PM

    I am so thrilled for you, Patti, Roger and Tori! This precious little girl will soon be joining your family, and what joy she will bring with her! She is just two months older than our grand-daughter Julia who lives in Alberta.

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