miracle

Dearest friends,

Please excuse my absence. I have found myself, as of late, smack dab in the middle of a miracle. As it turns out, miracles are a little like tornadoes. If you stand in the center of a tornado, there is no getting out until the storm calms and the dust clears.

As with every miracle, there is an angel involved. This miracle that has been taking place is unusually large and it called for a very particular kind of angel. My angel is an tall Australian artist with beautiful blond dreadlocks. This is Emily.

Emily will carry around a little piece of my heart until my dying day.

The week that I posted our adoption profile online, Emily spoke with a dear friend who's daughter was expecting a baby. There are a lot of crazy, amazing little details that happened but in the end the sky cracked open and my little family stood under a shower of blessings. We have been dancing in the rain ever since.

Our little girl is due May 19th.

Tell me. How do you thank someone for a gift so significant? How do you put into words the love and gratitude you feel for someone you just meet? How do we begin to express the wonder we feel at the selflessness of a birth mother? We haven't found a way.

We lay in bed and look at each other. How can this be happening? Why are we so lucky?