Friday, May 1, 2015

Meeting my daughter

Yesterday I met my daughter.  Well, technically I met the girl that I hope will one day become my daughter.  Sure, it's a long way off to make that official.  Heck, we're a long way off from even having her move here.  Things could definitely still fall apart.  But I fell hard.  I was amazed at the instant connection I felt to her.  I was awed by her beauty and her spunk.  I miss her terribly.  I had to hold myself back from crying when the meeting was over.

We didn't even expect to meet her.  We drove nearly 2.5 hours expecting to only meet with social workers.  And then, while we were sitting in the waiting room, in she walked.  After 18 months of waiting to be approved and being so frustrated with the system, there we were, sitting in a room full of social workers who were on our side and wanted things to work and meeting our child for the very first time.  A room full of love and positivity and potential.

I can't wait to get our first official visit scheduled.  And the kids can't wait to meet her.  Both Blaise and Finn cried when they learned that we had seen her without them!  They sobbed as they told us how much they wanted to meet her :-)




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  1. Blessings and prayers for you all. Sounds like the Lord has prepared all of your hearts!

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