Forget the Number

Several referrals have been received since my last post and we are definitely making progress and getting closer and closer to "the call". But I am no longer obsessing about our number on the wait list. I just can't do it anymore. I'm casting my care and giving it all to God. We will receive the call in His perfect time. I trust that. I believe that. We will have the funds we need when we need it to bring Alison home. I trust that. I believe that. Honestly, I've got the gut feeling that we'll get a summer referral and will travel in the fall. I may be wrong and that's okay. I'm at peace right now.

Now don't get me wrong. It's not that I'm not thinking about Alison constantly. I daydream all the time about the referral call and seeing her face for the first time and the trip to Ethiopia and holding her in my arms and wondering about how to fix her hair! I am as excited as ever. But it's a happy excitement not an anxious excitement. Does that make sense? For me, I need to re-focus on the baby not the process. It's so easy to get wrapped up in the adoption process and forms and home studies and CIS approvals and notary seals and fees and waiting list numbers that sometimes you have to stop and remember - there's a baby at the end of this! It's all about Alison. It's all about loving and wanting a child that I've never even met. It's about a baby girl half a world away who needs a family. She has a family waiting and we need her!