Okay, for those of you that know me well, you know that I was anticipating "the call" even this week when I previously said I didn't want it to come because Mark would be gone. >;-) I guess the reality is that I just want the phone to ring, I don't care when it is.
Mark returns home from California tomorrow. So... as if my impatience wasn't already getting the best of me, it is now magnified even more. I swear everyday I wake up, look in the mirror in the morning and think to myself, "Is this the day our lives will change forever?"
Today marks 4 months of officially "waiting" and just over 9 months since we started the "paperchase". I can't believe how far we've come in a short amount of time, but gosh that doesn't make it any easier. I just don't know how some families deal with 10-12 month waits just for referral! I think I would go out of my mind.
So until referral day we will just be here... praying for our child, for Haiti and waiting on God's perfect timing.
