I couldn't help but think back years ago, to our second day together in China. She was attempting to pull herself up on a chair, but her hand slipped and she hit her head. Hit it hard. Hard enough that any baby would cry, but she didn't. Not even a whimper. She sat down, put her thumb in her mouth, and slowly rocked herself back and forth. We'd learned about institutional behavior before we started this journey, but to see it firsthand, to see it in the child we'd just promised to love and nurture forever and always, it scared us and filled us with doubt.
Could this girl ever be O.K.? Could she learn to trust? Could she overcome? Could those sad, vacant eyes ever look at the world as a place of love and kindness? Time and again, to every challenge in her life, this diminutive fighter has answered with a resounding YES! What a blessing that we get to be part of this tag-team effort with her birth parents. If I could talk to them right now, I'd show them these pictures and say, "That's YOUR girl, and MY girl, OUR beautiful, talented daughter! Can you believe it? Eight years ago, looking into those eyes, I could hardly have believed it either. But she's taught me something. When Heavenly Father combines forces with a spirit that never says quit........miracles happen."