I will never forget that van ride back to the guest house. I sat holding Dee, who at 20 months of age, was a happy, bubbly little baby content to sit on my lap and watch the scenery as it zoomed by. Our dear friend, Sarah, held little Sarah in her lap and they sang and talked. Bill had the hardest assignment of all....he had to hold on to Grace who was sobbing and screaming the entire way! When we finally arrived "home" she crashed in his arms and he laid her down in her bed to sleep. Whew! So many emotions packed into 4 hours.
And that was how it all began for us....11 years ago in a small village in Romania. We are so grateful for the love and care that our girls received from their foster families. They have had the privilege of returning to Romania twice now and meeting these special people again. Grace and Sarah's foster mom died a few months after we adopted the girls and I rest fully assured that that sweet lady has found sweet Grace and is continuing to love on her in heaven! She probably pried her out of the arms of Jesus so that she could hug that sweet girl all over again!
Dee's foster parents and foster sister. Dad is holding Dee.
Grace and Sarah's foster parents.