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Wednesday, August 10, 2011

a little homesick...

today it is exactly two weeks since we said goodbye to our sweet girl. i had hoped...have been still hoping that we would be already prepping to head back to bring her home with us. i have to stress that our case is incredibly abnormal in the sense that our adoption has moved at a very rapid pace. as many of you know, ruby is in need of some medical attention that she will only be able to receive once she is home with us. we are so grateful that we have had so many individuals advocating for a speedy process for our family and we absolutely feel that our God has orchestrated every step of our way. we are confident that she will be home at the exact perfect time. while i realize all of these things as truth it doesn't change this one thing: i miss my baby girl. saying goodbye to her was difficult, and honestly, i thought that would be the hardest part. not so. the last couple of days have felt so long. i've found myself pacing our house, willing the phone to ring or a magic email to appear in my inbox telling me that we have been processed at the embassy.

even as i am feeling sorry for myself and saying all of this i am so aware of other families who are in this same boat with us. other families who are still waiting for approvel letters, referral letters, MOWA letters, travel letters, and pivitol phone calls. i know that we are not the only family longing to have all of our children safe and sound under one roof. one of these waiting mamas, a very dear friend, has a verse from isaiah that has been a mantra of sorts to her while she and her husband wait on their adoption. i've always loved it and the significance that it bears to their story.  for some reason it has been with me the last few days as i have been thinking so much about the aches and pains and redemption of adoption. loving the renewed realization that we are the children of a God who can make all things new, who brings fresh beauty from a broken world.

"See, I am doing a new thing! Now it it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland." Isaiah 43

Ruby gal, mommy and daddy miss you!!

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