Thinking of Her

Today it is rainy and cold, I wonder what the weather is like in Ethiopia now. I guess it would be night time. I think about my daughter... Is she born yet? Is she hungry or cold? It's weird that I feel so connected to an idea of her since I don't even know her face. I know God is leading her to us and so I feel confident in my stored up love for her. He will accomplish amazing things and bring us together. But when? How much longer? Kylin asks about her everyday and I find that in the beginning of our journey it was fun to talk about with her. The longer time goes on the more I feel sad about the questions, "when is she coming?" because they echo my own frustrations. I know that God is preparing us for her and this time is what we need. Yet somehow I hurt for my baby girl whom is just a thought in my head and a longing in my heart. I thank God that He is moving and want to do His perfect will. Someday I can tell her how I loved her before I knew her name or felt her touch, much like I did when I was pregnant with her older brothers and sisters. Until then...