THE DAY is near!

Travel plans are all set. The day we will be reunited with Kenley, the day we will call his "gotcha day", the day that I will hold him again, never having to leave Haiti without him, the day that I will never forget is March 2nd. We are counting down, packing, planning, organizing, and preparing. We are trying to keep busy, cross items off our list, and not go crazy. Many times during these last few months of this process, I would tell myself.. "if I just knew the day that I would be flying in to get him, I would be ok". I was right! Ever since I booked our flights, I have had a sense of calm wash over me. It's ok that it's a week away... I know THE DAY. One week from right now, I will be holding my little man. It's 6 o'clock there right now. We will probably be sitting at the hotel restaurant, waiting for our food. I will probably be kissing the back of his head, tears running down my cheeks, warmth in my heart. I will not be questioning if we should have come. I will not be dreading the day that I will have to say good-bye. I will not be wondering if he will remember us the next time we visit. I will be telling him that Mama is never leaving him again and that I love him so much, that we never gave up on him coming home... forever!