To get our daughter.
As we painted her room yesterday and last night (it's a long story as to why it wasn't done earlier), and as we sorted through clothes (oh! the clothes - another long story), I just kept saying I couldn't believe why we were doing it.
I cannot fathom through the credit card "I'm going away" call, to the registration with foreign affairs, to the lists for the most wonderful Nana taking care of our boys, to arranging for photos at the airport...and the list continues.
I cannot fathom the reason (or even the reality) for tomorrow's planned destination.
It will be short.
I'm home this time next week. That too is hard to believe.
This time next week we will be five.
I'll try to post (words and more importantly photos!) while there.
For now, please pray for safety, health, safe travel, attachment and bonding.
Meet you on the other side.
Oh - I leave Ethiopia three years to the day that our dossier arrived in Ethiopia.
How's that for Perfect Timing.