Big Girls do Cry...

I'm not a very emotional kinda gal... or rather, I don't show emotion as openly as a lot of other folks. There are very few times that I cry (especially in public). But a year ago today, sitting in the Colbert County Court House, I cried. It began when I was asked to "give a recap" of why/how we met our Nevie. I was holding the hand of her Great Grandmother and had to tell the story, out loud, of how much she loved Nevie, but simply couldn't care for her physically. I cried because for the first time in months, I let myself 100% believe that her adoption was actually going to take place. I cried because I was overwhelmed by the emotions of years spent waiting and praying and questioning and wondering. I cried tears of Praise for a God who sustained us. I cried because you always cry when fairy tales come true. Happy Gotcha Day to our 4th Beautiful Daughter....You were, and still are, SO wanted.