The Waiting Game

When it comes to adoption you will find that emotions are just part of the gig. Even the manly-man may shed a tear (In the case I suppose I, Brandon, am that manly man. Although I do enjoy a pink shirt now and then). Julie and I have realized that anxiety, disappointment, or even helplessness grip us when we allow them to. Actually, I recently went to see Les Miserables, with Julie. This was her choice of movie mind you. I was told that my clothes would be soaked with salty drops of empathy before the final scene. I walked out dry as rock in the desert. I know, maybe I have no soul, or probably real life is so much more intense. Within this adoption we are now playing the waiting game. I believe that God is in this, and I trust Him, but my very human reaction at times is to feel sadness. With so many of our pals on their second or third kiddo, we are just ready to finally begin parenthood. Yes, emotion is very much a part of adoption. I will say that it will all be worth it soon. When I look into the eyes of my child, I'm sure all the waiting, anxiety, and helplessness felt will be washed away by my tears of joy. That I look forward to.