I am so thankful that my sister and her three beautiful babies live nearby. I'm so thankful My Marmie is my best friend...I am so blessed. I dream of taking my Hope to the park, of chronicling her playing in the leaves, her first steps, her wonder of the world around her....(sigh). I know it will happen but I wish this was the autumn I would share with her. I thought it would be. Gods plans are bigger then mine...I remind myself of this when the doubts surface. Enjoy this day. Breath in the crisp fall air, memorize the sound of bubbling laughter, the crunch of leaves, the feel of a soft hand in mind. Thank you God for the every-day miracles I so often take for granted....
The journey and pondering of a single girl on the road to becoming a mommy through the miracle of adoption...
Where I am...
I started this adoption journey almost four years ago. There have been many unexpected twists and turns but now I am on the road to adopting a baby girl from Russia. Although not her real name we will call her...Hope. For it symbolizes what she is. A miracle, sometimes a dream, always longed and prayed for. With all current paperwork completed all that stands in my way is finances. I invite you to follow my journey as my faith is tested, my belief grows deeper, and soon my Hope will be placed in my arms after so long living in my heart...May you be inspired, encouraged, humored, provoked to think, and always drawn closer to God.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
A Saunter in the Park...
I am so thankful that my sister and her three beautiful babies live nearby. I'm so thankful My Marmie is my best friend...I am so blessed. I dream of taking my Hope to the park, of chronicling her playing in the leaves, her first steps, her wonder of the world around her....(sigh). I know it will happen but I wish this was the autumn I would share with her. I thought it would be. Gods plans are bigger then mine...I remind myself of this when the doubts surface. Enjoy this day. Breath in the crisp fall air, memorize the sound of bubbling laughter, the crunch of leaves, the feel of a soft hand in mind. Thank you God for the every-day miracles I so often take for granted....