I woke up crying like my world had ended, but why? As I sat with a tear stained face, my thoughts of him came flooding in. I could see this little boy with olive skin and brown eyes saying Mama. I was so excited that he finally called me Mama, that I lost track of time at the park. He played for hours in the park that day and I sat there watching him with a smile on my face. I could feel the love for this boy swelling in my heart every minute as he ran around the park. I took him there to play since it was such a beautiful day, a special day. I watched him swing, slide, play on all the equipment in the park, but his favorite was just to run. Finally his time at the park was finished so we went home to eat.
On our way home we talked about what he saw at the park and how beautiful the flowers and trees are there. I told him about how God made a garden just for Adam and Eve, and how sin destroyed such a beautiful place. He asked so many questions about the story I could hardly keep up with them. We arrived home and got ready for dinner as we were making something special tonight to celebrate. I had checked the mail that day and we had received some papers that made us all so excited.
This little boy that I loved so much was officially ours. As I sat there remembering all of this it hit me why, as tears flooded my face again. Why was I crying about such a day? I was crying because it was all a dream. This little boy who has stolen my heart is in Colombia waiting for me. I can only pray that we can get the money to pay the fees so my olive skin son can truly come home.