Last summer

When all we had was one photo of this lovely little lady (before we knew if we would be allowed to adopt the boy) and the promise of a hopeful future together, I thought about her every day, during all our family activities. Normal summertime adventures with the kids made me feel a tinge of guilt because she was left out of the fun. My heart ached for her, our daughter I had not yet met, a world away.

Would she like roasting marshmallows too?

Now I know for sure. She does.

1 Samuel 2:1
...My heart rejoices in the LORD...