We first saw H's picture 4 months and 2 days ago. That's 4 months and 2 days of feeling like part of my heart is half a world away.
The last update we received was 3 months and 12 days ago. That's 3 months and 12 days of not knowing how he's doing...of not seeing updated photos.
We're on day 11 of our wait for travel approval. That's 11 days of waiting for the last big step.
We requested an update 12 days ago. That's 12 days of wondering whether today will be the day we get to see new pictures and information about our precious son.
24 days from today might be one of the biggest days of our lives. That's 24 days with my heart a world away...24 days....almost within reach, but still out of reach.
I was doing alright until yesterday. Then it hit. It's hard. I checked my e-mail a gazillion times in the morning as that's when we've gotten our big news in the past. And nothing...no TA....no update.
Nothing of significance (for our situation) tends to happen during the weekend. But Monday? Monday could be a big day. Could be. And the hope of that is enough for me to want to put this weekend in the books and move on to the start of a new - and hopefully amazingly wonderful - week!