You guys, adoption is hard. I know I’ve said it before… Adoption is beautiful, and it is beautifully heartbreaking. Adoption is rooted in loss, and it is raw pain, and feelings, and sadness and profound grief. I love adoption… but it is SO hard.
And this adoption, by far, has been our hardest.
We have struggled so much… but we have felt each and every one of your prayers, and each day we have woken up with a new sense of purpose and inspired love for this little girl.
Today we have had tiny P for one week. She is a tough little thing, and it has been a struggle to watch her be so sad and despondent, and just terrified of pretty much everything.
But we have also been blessed. Each day has gotten a tiny bit better, and each day we have woken up with a renewed sense of hope…
We have hope for our little girl’s future, and we have hope for our little girl’s love, and hope for her health (just look at her sweet little blue, clubbed fingers) and happiness.
Each day she comes out of her shell just a little bit more, and each day there is a little less crying.
And we know that soon, hopefully very soon, we will get to see a beautiful little smile.