Day 20 - A little seed...

I vividly remember the exact moment I knew I wanted to adopt a baby girl. I was eight years old. I was at a friend's birthday slumber party and we watched the movie Annie...over and over again. I never really thought about what this little girl would look like until I was in college. I learned about the precious baby girls in China that were (and still are) being abandon on the side of the road. It broke my heart. I knew at that moment, my daughter would be Asian and come from an orphanage.

Fast forward a few years. When hubby and I started our first adoption, we quickly discovered that we were WAY too young for the China program (minimum age limit of 30) :o) Haha! The only other Asian program open at that time was Korea. After much prayer, we decided to start the paperwork for a daughter from Korea. Things never seemed quite right. I don't know if it was the fact that the babies come from foster care (which is usually a huge plus for adoptive parents) rather than an orphanage or something else. In fact, it was something else...OUR daughter was not in Korea. Rumors started circulating that a Vietnam program was opening soon. We both KNEW in our hearts that our daughter was in Vietnam. We waited for the okay from our agency and we switched all of our paperwork from Korea to Vietnam.

I know I am rambling, but there is a point to all of this :o) Several months after we switched to the Vietnam program, our caseworker called and told us that we had been matched with a two week old baby girl in Vietnam. We were over the moon excited! We drove to our agency's office and our social worker told us the very limited information they had about this baby girl (our Sophie Le). We thought it was very special that this little girl shared a birthday with my grandmother (who passed away 10 years earlier)...October 24.

October 24. A special connection.

Earlier this week, I was looking around on Facebook and I found that friend that I spent the night with when I was eight years old. As I mentioned before, it was a birthday slumber party. My eyes glanced over her information and what I saw blew me away!

My childhood friend's birthday...October 24th.

Exactly twenty years to the day before MY daughter

was born in Southern Vietnam,

God planted a seed in my heart.



An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet,

regardless of time, place, or circumstance.

The thread may stretch or tangle, but will never break.
- Chinese proverb