The Great Wall On our way.... Look Indiana friends, there is more than corn in China too!!! We visited a Cloisonne factory. Very cool to see how they make these beautiful vases. I love signs in China! Too funny! Had to ride a lift up to the top of the mountain to our starting point on the wall! My Lift-mate! We went straight up! A not-so-good selfy We decided to take the hard route.... This is no joke.....it is THAT steep Honey, Im up here! Two cuties standing guard in one of the towers! Camden sporting his water squirting fan! It was breathtaking! We tobogganed down the mountain! Soooo Fun! We at lunch at the Schoolhouse Trees made out of potted plants Tea tasting Olympic Park Tom's eaten too many noodles here in China! People were flying these kites everywhere. Keelan getting asked to have her picture taken...
The anticipation, of the last 9 months, of endless paper chasing culminating in my daughter being placed into my arms was finally within reach. My heart ached that our kids could not go with us this time. The mama hen in me likes all my kids safely tucked under my wings. But alas, grandparents had arrived, detailed schedules and timelines were typed, freezers were stocked with pre-made meals, countdown goodie bags were numbered and neatly lined up on the table, to be opened each day until our return. Outfits were laid out and labeled for each day (I know....a little much!). The kids were set. As I handed my passport, with my visa safely tucked inside, to the tsa officer my heart pounded with excitement. I was about to board a plane to meet the child I had prayed for for 5 years. God's faithfulness to me, as He taught me so many lessons during this time of waiting, was so apparent. It wasn't until my full surrender...
To say that we were disappointed would be an understatement. When we heard the news from our agency, that the first batch of referrals they have received in 2 1/2 years, did not contain a referral for us, it was devastating. I cried for probably 3 hours, went to bed, woke up with swollen eyes and cried some more. {just being real here people} It felt as if someone had stabbed me in the stomach and then kept twisting the knife. I don't think I have ever in my life experienced such a painful event. That being said, even though I was sad and hurting, I throughout the entire experience felt an underlying sense of peace. A peace that I know only God can give during something like that. Being able to rest in the fact that God is good always, His name will be glorified always, He is always in control and He loves me, was SOOO comforting to me. I have learned so many lessons during this adoption process and evidently God has more for me to learn through it, by extending the ...
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