I’m sitting in our hotel room. It’s sweltering hot in here. I can’t figure out how to turn down the heat. And, to make matters worse, I am utterly and complexly exhausted. My body has not caught up with the massive time change. As I type this, I feel like I’m moving at quarter speed, if that’s even a thing.
But, there’s good news. I’ve been watching a little boy bond with his new mama and they just seem like they’ve known each other all along.
My heart can’t even take it.
The way he looks at her, the way he smiles when she comes into a room, the way he buries his head into her shoulder when she picks him up, the way he laughs when she tickles him and the way he reaches for her hand.
He loves holding his mama’s hands.
Today we were walking down a crowded street in Nanjing, China. People everywhere. Horns honking. Shop keepers selling their goods. Which, Kai loves being outside. He loves going on walks. As far as we can tell, he only got out once a day if there was someone who could push a cart full of kids. Anyways, here we are, me pushing the stroller and Tracie walking next to it because he held out his little hand for his mama’s hand.
My heart couldn’t even take it.
Here I am, walking with tears in my eyes, already being stared at by everyone and now I’m a complete and utter mess.
Today is Tracie’s birthday. Today I watched her (and like I did for our other 4 kids) do exactly what God created her to do…love children so completely and so fully that you don’t even have to look, you can feel the wake of love leaving her heart.