I feel the heartbreak of every waiting family and understand the pain of the endless waiting. I hope to end this story with the fairy tale ending that all good stories have but what is even better is the dreams I have of that first moment we will meet. That will be forever in my heart and soul. That first hug, seeing that smile in her face for the first time and the joy of discovery in her eyes every time she experiences something for the first time. I think that is why it is such a gift to adopt an older child.
Adoption is a gift.
All the countless phone calls. The times they kept me going. I remember so clearly a call in April of 1997 to Heather, only a few weeks before we got news of Nicoleta. I had about decided to give up when she called. Her voice just told me that I needed to hang in there.