December 30, 2011. Z saying goodbye to her group mate and her caretakers. Oh, how I wish sweet A could have come home with us too. Z and A had been in the same baby home and then the same children's home together. When we met Z for the first time, the orphanage director called Z over to meet us and A came along (although I don't think the director's intent was for him to come). And from the moment we met them, Trent and I wished A could belong to us also. After we came home with Z, we hoped and prayed that someday we could go back for A. Now thanks to politics between the US and Russia, there is a ban on Americans adopting from Russia. Oh, sweet boy. We pray often for you. We pray God will send someone to adopt you. We long for you to know you belong. Not only do you belong to a family, but that you belong to God! We pray for your protection against bullies and adults who would hurt you.
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