This is the hard part--we have his pictures, have memorized his sweet little face, imagined what it will be like to hold him for the first time, wonder what his personality will be, we have fallen in love, and yet we have to wait and try to be patient.
Seems like we will have to wait to mid-late September now to travel due to vacations of the officials over there. There is still a chance they will return early and we could go, but it is looking more like a month before we leave. Same thing happened with Alek's trip.
Trying to look at the positives:
More time to plan and prepare and make arrangements, especially for Alek.
Air fare is cheaper.
Alek and I still get to go to New Hampshire Labor Day weekend.
But, that doesn't make up for the fact that he is there and we are here and now there is a good chance we may not have him home for his first birthday.
I found this poem today and it really stuck with me. So we will be hoping and praying that he stays safe and healthy and we can hold him in our arms very soon...
Sweet dreams my little man.
Half A World Away
A half a world away,
Sometimes it seems we're so far apart
But a half a world away,
Is not too far for a journey of the heart
My little one, my bundle of joy
I'm waiting for you,
My precious son, my baby boy
I know you're waiting too
A half a world away
A child waits for a family of his own
While a half a world away
A family waits to come bring him home
My little one, my bundle of joy
I'm whispering a prayer
My precious son, my baby boy
I hope to soon be there
And I hope that we will no longer be
a half a world away.
Copyright words and music 1999 Jill Marshall
1 comment:
Kris, how sweet! My heart is filled with joy for you! Love the poems!
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