Adoption Upate: Closer to Home

It has been a bumpy week. We've been up late. We've cried. We've looked to God for guidance. We've begged Him to bring our daughter home soon. It's as though we've been in labor.

The last word from our adoption agency is that Srushti has an appointment at the Embassy on July 15th, which means she can fly home about five days later. Anything can happen in India, but we are holding fast that things will play out well and our daughter will be in our arms in two weeks.

When I close my eyes, I see her face. I wonder what she is like. Is she quiet or loud? Will she want to hug me or will she be too scared? Will she enjoy cookies and ice cream? Will I have to beg her to eat her vegetables? Which doll will she choose as her favorite? Does she like yellow? How will she react to Emma? I daydream about her. I imagine a little brown hand in mine as we cross the street. I imagine bath time and water everywhere. Will she enjoy running barefoot in the grass? What will winter be like for this girl who has only known hot and wet? I hope she enjoys riding in the kangababy pack that I had made for us. I hope she giggles at her daddy's silly faces that he makes!