Sometimes, like today, I want to be a brat and scream "I WANT MY GIRLS HOME, NOW, NOW, NOW, NOW, NOW!!!!"
I want the waiting over, and the next phase of being a family to begin. I want to stomp my feet in frustration, wailing that I am not waiting any longer.
But that will not do anyone any good. So I look to God, I cry to God, and I ask Him to keep them safe and bring them home soon!
That's all I have for today. I just want them home.