worth the wait...

I would fill out a million, bazillion questions of paperwork and run all over the city to complete them again for you.

I would be rejected by another birthmother that I thought was "the one" again to have you in my arms.


I would agonize through years of infertility treatments only to get to you.

I would wait and wait.  And wait.  To hear any news of hope again.

I would face the silence, the months of hopelessness and despair again if I had just known you were around that corner.

I would again walk by faith and not by sight, though it mostly felt barren and alone, for you.

I would trust the Author to write a happier ending than I could have dreamed to find you.

The journey to you was not an easy one.


But you, my sweet boy, were indeed worth the wait.