I can hardly believe it.
I'm standing 50 paces from the 'finish line' that I've only seen on a 'map' for over a year now.
Some days I felt my strides were strong and that I was getting closer - that I'd make it.
Other days I broke down, stopped in my tracks, and wept for the time lost with this waiting child, and the 'never-ending' process to get to him.
But between a Firm Foundation, my husband, and the best of family and friends, I always got back up and kept moving forward - even when the end wasn't even close to in sight.
One foot in front of the other. One day at a time.
50 paces left.
50 days till court.
50 days till we give all we have of our hearts, and our intentions, and our time, and our love, and our lives to get approval to raise our son. To be a family.
We get on the plane to take us there in 41 days, and 9 days from that our family changes forever.
Our lives change forever.
Most importantly: In 50 days, an orphan will become a treasured son - my son.

So stinking excited for your family!!!!
ReplyDelete:) Thank you, JoDs! Love you!!!
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