I saw my son's face.
That's right, we got THE CALL Thursday night. It was the last thing I was expecting. Those words I have been waiting to hear for 2 years. "We have a little boy we'd like for you to look at." My heart skipped a beat. I could hardly speak. My nerves. Oh they were shot. Happiness, disbelief, nervousness, amazement. Yeah, all that.
I am unbelievably amazed at God's work in our adoption journey. I could go on and on for days guys.
Josh and I had been praying about increasing our age to 6. We had discussed this during our home study update. Never knowing less than a week later I would be looking at my precious boy.
Our sweet little 6 year old boy. We are in love. Our hearts are so full.
We officially accepted the referral today and are prayerful that Townes will be moved to one of the orphanages our agency is currently working with very soon. Like this week. Please join me in this prayer. It needs to happen.
Now we work at getting him HOME. It's so hard to know when this will happen. Many things have to be done before he can. We will go to Ethiopia twice. These are averages, but our 1st trip for court could be around 4 months from now. Then around 6-8 weeks between visits.
We pray he will be home by the end of summer. Once again, we as adoptive parents love our timelines but I have learned to not hold tight to them.
I also pray that his heart begins to heal. That he will be open to us and let us in. As exciting as all of this is, I now know some of my son's story. And it breaks my heart. Please keep him in your prayers. He's suffered so much loss already. I cannot imagine. Sweet, sweet boy. I love you.
Thank you friends for all your prayers and encouragement. You have lifted us with prayers when we felt this day would never happen. You have given from your own pockets to help make this happen. I don't know how to adequately say Thank You. But Thank You. Thank You.
