Here we are again...
Preparing for Thanksgiving and Christmas...
I really thought last year was the last time we would sit down to a thanksgiving meal with only half of our family.
I thought it would be the last time I sent Christmas presents across the world to my babies who can't be home.
But here I am on my living room floor packing a box to send to the D.R.C.
The box is full of goodies for our little ones so they can feel a little bit of the love that we have for them over here in the U.S.
They deserve better...plain and simple...
They should be home with us telling us what they are thankful for.
They should be here to open their stockings on Christmas morning and to celebrate Jesus birth with their sisters.
There are so many things in the world that just don't make sense.
I must say that the absence of our children in our lives is one of the greatest mysteries I have ever encountered.
I pray this will be our last thanksgiving, our last Christmas, without little Isryelle and Boaz.
On a happier note, the D.R.C. has chosen to give exit letters to the medically fragile adopted children.
There are multiple children who desperately needed to come home who will be with their families for this holiday season.
God is good...ALL THE TIME.
