I woke up this morning with a nervous and excited feeling. I couldn’t quite place it, but as I mulled it over I thought, “Soon B. is going to know that she has a family; maybe it even happened while I was sleeping.” Her entire world and the life she has known is about to change – it is huge, really huge. God has a plan that He only revealed to us in January, and now it will be revealed to Miss B. I feel so maternal, as if I need to be there to share her happiness and to comfort her in moments of fear.
Can you imagine what it would feel like? She has been chosen, and who wouldn’t love that? We all want to be chosen, to be loved and cherished. But she has only known life in an orphanage. She has been loved by staff, but they go home at the end of their work day. She has known volunteers, teachers, nannies, and friends. Many of those friends have become her brothers and sisters, and she will miss them. Will the joy outweigh the sorrow? In time I believe it will, but I think the goodbyes will be hard. Maybe I’m dwelling on the negative a little too much, but when I put myself in her place, or when I put Ladybug (who is the same age) in her place, I can’t deny the emotional complexity of it.
So what can a mother who is 8,308 miles away do to help her daughter? Pray. I have to believe that for now, it is enough.
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