Yesterday I cried.
Not once but several times.
The good kind of cry.
The overwhelmed with emotion cry.
It was good. It was healing.
I want to share but not today.
Later - another day -when it isn't quite as overwhelming.
When I can find the words.
Today I am resting. Sitting with Miss Julia. Cuddling her. Holding her. Stealing kisses. Rejoicing that she is here. Safe. Loved. Gaining weight. Rejoicing because for a brief time I even got to hold her brother. He even let me steal kisses from him. Adopted from the same place. Another Aaron. My cup overflows.
Tomorrow - two boys - two different countries - two courts. Please pray.