Sorry About Your Wait.

I love waiting...said no one ever.

I love long lines at the grocery.  I love waiting at Walmart, because there is almost never anyone crazy in line with you.  I love waiting at the doctor's office.  I love long lines at Starbucks and Qdoba...my favorite.  Not so much.

I am at a point in our adoption where I could just squeal.  I want our boys home.  I have done enough day dreaming, and I would like to start our lives with them.  I can't stand the waiting.

Anyone and everyone I see, "Sooooo, have you hearddddd?"  That is all I hear because when they get to the part about the boys, I am mentally talking myself into saying something polite.  Everyone has such a big heart and they care about our boys, bless their sweet hearts.   Personally, I love the question, "What takes so long?" 

Here is the truth.  In this waiting,  I have stored up an enormous amount of love for our boys.  I have read more of the Bible than in my life.  I have met friends that add significantly to my life.  In this waiting, I was worried.  Did we have the money for everything?  God would provide but how?  My friends pulled through.  God tugged on their hearts and I have been given car seats, a double stroller, and more clothes than I could have imagined.  While waiting, I have seen the love that surrounds me.  Large packages in the mail, (Danny looked at me with some mean ol eyes thinking I purchased it, but then had the same astonished look I did when we realized a friend did.)  So beautiful things are happening to our family while we wait.  And we will wait. 

We will wait for as long as it takes to be your family.