Yesterday marked the day that I got the call. Just like 9-11, I remember where I was and what I was doing the moment I got the call. The area code of the adoption agency in Washington was on my screen. I thought to myself that no way was this a call referring us our son. We had only had all our paperwork in for 3 and a half months. I was expecting at least a 9 month wait. But sure enough it was our agency calling to say they had a little 2 year old boy for us who was paper ready and were we willing to take a look at his medical file/paperwork report and see if we would like to accept the referral. Of course I really knew I didn't need to look at the paperwork or file as we were going to accept whatever child was referred to us. I wasn't at home at the time, but was on my way as I was picking up Jaymie from school. We drove home, opened the email and up popped the pic with the blue background. He looked so sad....broke my heart. I called the agency right back and said them to move forward and we would be privileged and thrilled to raise this little man as our son. We have been blessed through this adoption more than words can say. Although I hate the circumstances that lead to adoption...it is a wonderful way to build a family and I would do it again in a heartbeat....
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