And so it Begins....

What a weird past few days. I've gone from being an emotional wreck on Sunday, to excited Monday, to exhausted Tuesday, and now, well, I think I am just on auto-pilot Wednesday. No pun intended. I guess this is normal. I do know that I'm more "thrown" than I was when we went to Guatemala for Jeb. Honestly, I think the 13 hour time zone difference is what's freaking me out. Oh, and the fact that we fly over the North Pole. I mean that's just strange.

I think it's different becuase little Collins is 2 years older than Jeb was when when brought him home. For 2 1/2 years, she's been surrounded by the same walls, same friends, same smells, same voices. Now in one day, she's going to lose it all. She doesn't know that what she has is awful, it's all she knows. All that's familiar. And now, these weird looking white people are going to come and hug her and kiss her and take her away and start calling her this new name: Collins. I have no idea how much of what is happening she understands. She will love the attention and cute clothes and yummy American candy, of course, but in her little mind, when will that be taken away too?

So from now until Saturday night (Sunday morning in China) pray for Collins. Pray that supernaturally God will prepare her heart for us. That somehow when she sees our faces all the pictures in her picture albums and video chats will make sense that there will be something familiar about us. Pray that she finds comfort in us as she grieves yet another loss.

Ok, enough mushy, emotional stuff, we're going to eat lunch here in Atlanta and then get on the plane for our 14 hour flight to Tokyo. Isn't Tokyo just a place you read about? Strange. Talk to you all next time from China!

Love,
Allison