Love/Hate Relationship with the Mailbox

Dear I-171H form,

Please come to our house soon. I know it is still probably a week before I should really even expect you, but I am impatient and I really want to be on the waiting list in Ethiopia for our little one.

I hope you understand that you are the ticket to getting us there. Do you know that about 5-9 months after you arrive we may have a referral photo of our baby? I understand being one of the key pieces involved in creating a family does come with a lot of responsibility, but don’t you worry, once you arrive we will take over all the work, I promise! And just so you know, waiting for you to get here has also caused me to have a very unique relationship with this thing:

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It’s a very love/hate relationship. I find that today, when you didn't arrive, I hated this plastic thing that sits on the edge of our lawn more than I ever imagined I could. That is, until tomorrow when I have to walk up to it again, and I will approach it with great anticipation and excitement all over again. The day you do show up though, I think I might love it enough to actually hug it. I won’t even care if the neighbors think I’m a lunatic. So please, show my mailbox some compassion, and just be inside it as quickly as possible.

Love,
Amy, Mark and Baby Post (Who I’m sure wants you to show up as well!)
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