As I have explained to people that we are hoping to have Sibyl home in 6-8 months, the same comment has come up many times: “It must be so hard to know she is there waiting for you and to not be able to go get her yet.” In a nutshell, the answer is “Yes!” This excerpt is from my journal yesterday morning. I felt compelled to share it since it touched so specifically on a moment in the process of waiting. I woke up with a heartache this morning – an ache for a 20-month-old halfway around the world. Last night, for the first time, I dreamt that she was here. I was able to hold her and hug her and talk to her. Then I woke up and she wasn’t here. My arms felt empty for her. I hugged her sisters and brother, but a piece of my heart was still missing. Waiting for me. I think God gave me the dream to quicken my heart. In the shadow of mountains of cold, sterile paperwork, it is easy to lose hold of the heart of a warm, living little person who is waiting for us 16 hours in th