Waiting is the Hardest Part

We are so blessed to share Russ and Alessandra's apartment here in Chicago!  This neighborhood is awesome and walkable.  The apartment is cozy.  Russ' cooking is fabulous.  We are enjoying the little (but big) things in life: laughing at Mica's silly faces, making Play-Doh hotdogs with M.  Living in the present.  And we will be taking a trip to Trader Joe's in a few minutes with TWO children!

We still have no idea how long we will be in Illinois.  Mica's biological dad is considering whether or not he is supportive of the adoption plan.  So we wait.  Yet we fully embrace the present.  We pray for him.  We pray for Mica.  We pray for M and her comprehension of a thing as tough to "get" as this!

We give it up to God over...and over...and over.  Which most of the time isn't hard to do with a joyful four-year-old and a cuddle-bug eight-day-old.

Kevin arrived here last evening and will head back home on Monday.  So my world is even more complete with him here.  I breathe a little easier with my partner close by.

When I feel afraid, want to pull-in and protect, I breathe (sometimes cry) and sing this song:

Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord

We will wait upon the Lord

We will wait upon the Lord

Our God, You reign forever

Our hope, our Strong Deliverer

You are the everlasting God

The everlasting God

You do not faint

You won't grow weary

  

You're the defender of the weak

You comfort those in need

You lift us up on wings like eagles

We thank you, dear friends and family, for your prayers of support, your emails, texts, thoughts, Facebook posts, likes, cards and much more!  Knowing you care and support us makes this dichotomous situation more manageable.  We love you all and are so blessed to be a part of an amazing community.  Thank you.