Then it happened.
I jumped in my car to get the boys from school.
I tapped my mailbox on my phone and tuned the radio and was on my way.
As I made my way, I glanced down at my phone.
And I had to pull over.
An email. Titled "Happy Easter". From our agency. I closed my eyes and prayed to God. I asked Him for His will to be done and to guide my ways with this coming information.
And I opened my eyes and read the email.
"Dear Katie and Paul,
Today our office in C*l*mbia received the referral of "Rose" made by the ICBF
region of B*g*tá.
The official referral includes all of the adoption documents for the child,
medical history and social background with a letter from ICBF.
The next steps with approximate time frames are..."
And I couldn't read any more. I was too excited. And I was crying. Boohoo tears. Mixed with "Thank you, Jesus!" and "Praise God!" I frantically tried to reach Paul. I couldn't! Who could I tell?? I couldn't share until Paul knew!! I was a mess.
I dried my eyes and pulled back onto the road. I made it to the carpool line and managed to contain myself. I was slowly entering the next phase of receiving news of this matter... shock.
The boys got into the car and we made it back to the house - so that I could FINALLY tell Paul. We both shared our excitement, and a little disbelief, that after nearly TWO YEARS OF FIGHTING we will meet our daughter.
PRAISE GOD FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW!!!!