A 2 year wait had turned into 4 1/2 years because of changing laws. Whenever we considered giving up we were overwhelmed with sadness. It felt like death. Our youngest daughter was born in 2003, and blessed us beyond explanation, but still we missed her sister - whom we had never met, yet had loved for so long.
Then we got the news: "Your time has finally come." A few pictures were smuggled out of an orphanage and sent to us via email.
Six weeks later, the three Lewises who lived in Tennessee traveled to meet the fourth Lewis. We lived in an orphanage together for two weeks and became a family.
Then we had to part.
It was The Saddest Day.
Another 10 weeks passed before we were at last reunited, met at the airport by 45 friends - including this ad hoc welcoming committee of kids adopted from the same country years earlier.
So today Betsy will bring home an ice-cream cake (Gotcha Day tradition) and we will look at pictures and video and tell the story - full of joy, gratitude, and hope.
1 comment:
That's really awesome Bill.
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