One More Sleep

"One more sleep, mommy, and then you leave for Korea."  This is how my daughter wakes me up.  

She then said, "I asked Bubba if he is going to miss you and he said no."  I believe his response is not because he doesn't care whether I am around or not but due more to the fact that he can't wait to hang out with dad for two weeks.  At least that's what I'm choosing to believe.  

Perhaps in an attempt to make him realize his mistake my daughter asks, "Don't you think you are going to miss her when you want someone to lay down with you, when you want books read to you before bedtime, when you want her to scratch you back with her long nails, and when you want her to rub your head?"  She said he just looked at her.  I think this is because he's just so overwhelmed with emotions that words could not come out.  :)

I can't believe it's only "one more sleep".  I have had my bags packed for the past two days. They are just sitting on the floor at the end of my bed.  Occasionally, I throw something down there that needs to be added to the suitcase.  Last night I put a journal on top of my backpack.  I know there will be things I forget about.  Little things.  If I take a journal and write about this once in a life time trip with my mom and sisters, it will help me remember.

As I have told many people about our trip, one of the inevitable responses are, "Don't you think you will want to bring a hundred kids back with you?'  I have thought about this.  It has been something that has crossed my mind, but this trip for me and probably for my older sister, Mrs. G, who was also adopted, is more about us learning where we came from.  Learn more of the story about what my mom went through when she chose us.  Of course we are not 19 year olds, married only a couple of years in a foreign country with no family or friends.  

I am sure this trip is only going to show me God.  The officer and I have always been amazed how we got together.  You can read about that here.  Going to the place where God first placed me on this earth and then seeing and hearing about the journey about how God brought me to where I am.  I can see no other explanation other than God.  

So, this is probably my last post before I leave. I am sure I will give one last shout out on Facebook before we leave.  Now I am a little nervous, but oh so excited.  Would you pray for me?  Would you pray for my family and me to have a safe trip.  Would you pray that God would reveal himself in a new and wonderful way to us?  Would you pray that we are able to show the love of God to the kids in a way they will understand, since they will not be understanding us - literally?  Thank you.