Sneaks up on me

It's funny how some days I can be so busy and only think about our daughter during my prayers and other days, like today, that hits me like a run-a-way train and I can't think of anything else.  I miss her and I haven't even met her. I love her and I haven't even met her. I worry about her and I haven't even met her. I just wish the waiting would end! I would love to have a face to kiss, a voice to hear, a body to hug, a person to pour all this love I feel into. I know God has all of this in His hands and I trust, but it hurts sometimes.  I wonder why...why do we need to wait so long? What am I learning or suppose to learn from waiting? What is the big picture that I am missing that means I need to wait so long to bring my daughter home. Someone asked me if a time will come that it will be too long, too late. The thought broke my heart! I know she meant well, but the thought of giving up bringing my daughter home, the little girl that I love was a thought that never crossed my mind and it hurt to think about it. I still pray that it will be this year, but if not, I will continue to wait and pray.