April 16, 2012, you came into the civil affairs office and my heart grew 4 times.
Your little cheeks were so rosy
and your eyes so very deep and wondering.
We wept and I whispered into your little ear in my terrible Chinese how very much we loved you and that I was your mama. I will never forget how your body relaxed.
The word marmalade came to mind, you felt like marmalade must feel on toast. Every inch of my body warmed to yours as the Holy Spirit ministered to your heart that this was home. We were yours and you forever ours.
You came with a tiny bread roll in one hand and a tissue in the other, you left with our hands and hearts in yours.
I wrote that day, in your journal.
And we still are today. Your eyes went from serious that Monday morning to filled with joy, excitement, and a world full of love. Your capacity for fun and compassion amazes us daily.
Our little bird sent from heaven to our nest; we thank God every day for His provision, His call, His incomparable love and mercy. Four children lent to us; we are indeed so privileged.