Friday, October 20, SeaTac International Airport 10:02 a.m.
I was so nervous. I’ve waited almost two years, played this scene out in
my mind dozens of times and all of a sudden was standing at the top
of escalator, baggage claim #8 waiting for a flight from Tokyo. The
flight landed, passengers of course had to come through customs — but
business travels started appearing within 15 minutes! I kept telling
myself, this is it — soak it all in. We snapped pictures of our group and chatted with our adoption coordinators …
Then Geof said, did you bring something for the escort? Hate to say this, but hadn’t even crossed my mind! I ran over to the little coffee shop and start grabbing all this Seattle stuff (calendar, mug, Sees chocolates and a post card) I then in a state of near panic, totally afriad I miss everything, I wait in what feels like a very long line (the woman in front of me had just come in on the same flight! I thought about explaining why she needed to let me go first, but couldn’t even catch my breath or form a coherent thought — I just stood there, waiting getting more and more anxious — never in all of my imaginings had I pictured myself in line at the gift shop, missing everything! I had to get through this line. My boys were running all around — it was crazy — but somehow I knew it would be OK. I got back over to our group, and waited maybe another 2 or 3 minutes when all of sudden I see this beautiful middle-aged woman come up the escalator with a snuggli, and I knew this was it. I could feel the flood gates opening as I walked toward her. So much emotion — my boys all of a sudden right there and quiet and just watching. Kim, our adoption coordinator exchanged a few words from her and I managed to say thank you in Korean as she unbuckled the little pack and handed me the most precious baby girl — took her my arms and held her — wish I could say it in a more eloquent way, but it was perfect. The most amazing warmth washed over me and I just knew she was mine. The rest is a blurr — luckily, the other coordinator was recording it all. I can say that it was pure magic, when you realize in a moment everything that has had to happen to bring you to this point and wonder how it all transpires — it was a culminating assurance for me that God, a loving father in heaven orchestrates and guides and prepares and blesses families across the globe. It is nothing short of a miracle — with a whole bunch of paperwork attached!
My boys are estatic — much more than I had hoped for. So attentive and sweet and instinctively gentle. Here she is in Trey’s arms …
And napping with Clark.
We are all home and aside from the fact that this sweet little has an internal clock set to Korea, we are well!