Thursday, April 15, 2010

A Warm Wind

Marta is standing in front of the open window, mesmerized by the lake, her pigtails flipping in the breeze carrying wildly through our hot house.

I got the call today; the answer. It's good news. It's so good, I need to cry but I'm too happy to cry. I'll have to cry later, because I feel like I'm just brimming with tears. Our adoption is on track, everything is fine, there is nothing left to worry about (except, you know, the adoption itself). The girls are safe, my choices are safe, the new baby is safe. Everything, just now, is as it should be.

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