Today was the day we had waited for. It has been a long wait. I wish I could explain the emotions of seeing her walk around the corner holding the hand of the orphanage director. She was not a willing walker.
She cried. She was held and loved by her parents, brothers and grandparents.
She was bundled in layers of heavy clothing making her look like a little eskimo.
Now - back at the hotel she is in fresh clothes. She has had a nap, something to eat and plenty of love. She is playing with toys and a little keyboard, dancing to the music, clapping her hands and laughing. What a difference a little time makes.
One of the ladies explained to me that she is now "normal" and is no longer considered special needs. Did you hear that? That, my friends, is an answer to prayer. We have all been praying that by the time we got here she would be perfectly healthy. God is so good and we are so grateful.
She is loving playing with her brothers and her brothers are loving having her around to love on.
It has been our joy and privilege to be present for the birth of our first 8 grandchildren. God granted our desire to be present when Mia, #9 grandchild, was "born" into our family.
I always wondered if you could love a child who was not biologically your own, as your own. I know the answer. It's YES!! She is an amazing little girl. She is all ours - and she is loved.
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