We have family in town, and so we're all up really late.
Karl and I, along with the kids, are about to cozy down together in our bed to watch a late night movie and I really wish Olive could be here.
I can literally envision her laying in-between all of us giggling with excitement of the rare treat that is sleeping in mom and dad's bed (for the first part of the night anyway)...
I know that instead of being snuggled with us she's laying alone in a crib that's probably not very comfy, and certainly not filled with people who love her.
I really wish (well, pray really) that God will do something really big and awesome (something GODish) to bring her home quickly.
I do not want to wait one more second that I don't have to.
I'm praying for comfort and content-ness in the process of waiting.
And for finances, and very speedy paperwork processing.
I really don't like knowing that all that stands between my daughter and I is money and bureaucracy, but that's how it is...