11 Months Waiting

It was (one month shy of) a year ago when we nervously walked into our agency office to see the photo of the baby girl who would become our daughter. While every month after that was met with sadness, this is the last time we will commemorate the month-i-versary with longing.

As you may recall, 11 is, in fact, my lucky number. So it's fitting that we would finally be united as a family after 11 months waiting.

It's also fitting that we become a family of five during September. All my life, September has been symbolic of sadness and loss——not only is it the month my mother was born——it's the month we lost her.

But the month of sadness changed that September in 2003, when I discovered I was pregnant with J. In 2005, it was the month B was born. And in 2007, we received the referral of our little Lucy. Now, we'll all be united in September. I know there's someone up there looking down and saying, "see, stop all the whining——September should be your favorite month."

Speaking of September, something compelled me to open up Lucy's referral file the other day to see when her own biological mother's birthday was. And there it was in black and white——September 5th...the day we leave for Taiwan.

I've learned throughout this journey that there really are no coincidences——just signs that we're moving in the right direction. After all, don't forget this one.

Oh, and get this one... my bro-in-law, Lucy's Godfather, has never been to Taiwan. In fact, I don't know that he ever goes out of the country on business. BUT he's going to be in Taipei on business the exact same time we're there. How crazy is that?
Two weeks from tonight, we're on our way!