I seem to be running a couple of days behind, no matter what I do, so I'll just run with it.
Yesterday was really emotionally rough. I talked to a good friend & to my husband, about our adoption process. I feel tremendously supported by friends and family, but it's getting hard to "keep the faith." Well intended comments of "it'll happen" and "someday" just fall flat. I'm deeply wounded & I haven't yet figured my path out of this. I do have some more clarity that I need to stop trying so hard - there is absolutely no correlation between my expending energy and a baby arriving on our doorstep. I really am not a fan of being unable to influence the situation, but I am reminded that I've done all I can & need to let go. Easier said than done.
So, that's the reason for the simple plea to Santa.