Our second night home, we sat down together at the table to eat dinner. My computer sat on the desk beside the table with various random pictures flashing across the screen. Pictures from the last four years since I bought the little computer.
For some reason, Juan David and I both happened to glance over at the computer at the same moment, only to see a picture of his beautiful little sister flash across the screen. It was a picture that Julian had sent to me over two years after we'd met her, one with her hair all grown out. One of the most beautiful pictures I'd ever seen of her.
We hadn't even been home with Juan David for 48 hours, and there she was. Still here. A reminder that she'll always be in our hearts and that it's okay for her to always be in his.
- I am a wife, daughter, mother, bilingual teacher, poet, author, women's Bible study teacher, world traveler, orphan advocate, and an adoptive mother. Our adoption journey has been filled with a lot of hurt and loss, along with even more hope, grace, and healing. Through it we have experienced more of God than we ever bargained for and have watched Him miraculously redeem our story when we surrendered all the broken pieces to Him.