Shortsighted

Sometimes I'm a little bit psych(ot)ic, but most of the times I'm not. Here is a glimpse into my brain from ONE year ago at what is decidedly one of my psychic lows. I was not getting any vibes that my life was about to change so drastically so soon. At the time I was full of gloom and doom because I couldn't see anything happening. Looking back, all I can see is God's hands.  

(I do have a slightly harder time seeing Said Hands currently, but I'm pretty sure that looking back in a year I'll be saying the same thing again.)

July 28, 2009: We are living in California (oh comfortable year round weather, how I miss you). We have our two boys who are 2.5 years old and a sweet little 7 months old. Six weeks before this we decided that we would adopt for sure *within the next five years*. On this day we received our orders to a different duty station, Fort Meade. We are excited about the assignment, but I'm crushed because this means we won't start our adoption processing until January 2011.

July 29, 2009: We read Little Miss' three sentence "biography" on Holt's Waiting Child listing. We fill out the online application and request more information about her. 

July 30, 2009: We see her picture for the first time and the rest is history. You can read it all over my blog.

What a difference a day makes. On July 28th I'm whining because I'm "never" going to be able to adopt. On July 29th I found my daughter and God changed my life forever. What a difference between what I know and what God knows. 

And now?

July 28-30, 2010: I have had my daughter in my house for almost 3 months. What a difference a year makes.   

I think that on July 28, 2011 I'll be able to say the same thing again. What a difference a year makes.