I think about you often, although we've never met. I wonder where you are living, if you are hungry and happy and loved... I wonder if you are meant to be ours... and what our stories will be. Mostly I just miss you.
It's weird to go about our days, weeks and months preparing for you and thinking about you - not having any idea if or when you will come. Sometimes I feel guilty like I should be doing more for you now - but all I can do is pray and trust that if you are my daughter you will find me and I will find you.
Lincoln has been asking about you and often talks about things being as far away as AFRICA. I think he very much wants to see the giant plane that will take mommy and daddy to meet you.
Sometimes I wish I had not told the kids so soon about our hope to adopt. How can they understand countries shut down, adoptions slow and just how unpredictable this process is. I have to remind myself this is like saying - lets try to have a baby - the rest is up to God. It's not that we are adopting - we hope to adopt. Ghana is undergoing changes and international adoption is unpredictable at best... So for anyone that wants an update... we are praying and hoping the Lord has a daughter in Ghana for us but I don't think I will know for sure until I kiss her goodnight and tuck her in across from her two crazy, excited brothers. For the next year or so .. we wait - and pray.
