March 31, 2012. That's when we were officially added to the wait list. It will be a year on Easter. A year of praying. A year of hoping. A year of waiting. A year of anticipation. A year of preparation. A year of waiting. A year of change. A year of seeing through new eyes. A year of celebration, indecision, affirmation, doubting. A year of waiting. It was an agonizingly long year, but at the same time, it passed in the blink of an eye. The waiting has not become any easier - our girl is never far from our thoughts. But waiting is no longer synonymous with fretful anticipation. It has become routine and now holds a treasured place in our hearts. Because we know the wait will eventually end. And when it does, it will be joyous. It will be redeeming. It will be beautiful.
