Still Waiting

This silly computer keeps eating my posts and this is the third time that I am trying to finish this post! Today we went to the adoption conference. We sat on our bums for 6 hours, ate Jason's Deli for lunch (A word about the cookie--wouldn't have made it as a cookie in Mrs. Fields kitchen!), watched some videos and listened to people's stories. I admit that I was hoping for thunder and lightning and a word from the heavens. No kidding, it did thunder and lightning, but it was only a brief storm and no word from the heavens, that I heard anyways. We talked to some agencies but the only definitive thing we walked away with was a huge glossy mountain of papers and brochures. The biggest question we have been asking and trying to answer is how did you know That Child or That Country was yours? And you know how when you are waiting to fall in love, and so you ask everyone you know who is already in love, how they knew? How they knew that their person was The One? And the answer you get is--you just know. Completely unhelpful. Not at all practically applicable. We want to be able to do something. To make Something happen. But you can't. Not until you actually fall in love. That's how we feel, waiting...waiting to fall in love.