To the girls I love, I am still praying for you every single day & for your country. I know God has a plan for you both even if I don't entirely see it yet. Your stockings are still hanging in my room with care in hopes that someday your family will be there. I debate back & forth of taking down my christmas decorations in my room as I don't want to knowing your stuck & your still not in a family 2 years later. I am trying to keep the faith & I feel peaceful but sometimes looking at your pictures hanging still on my tree makes me want to cry every single time.
Everywhere I look in my room I think about you. I think about what could be you in the bears portrait.
I think about you in my prayers while looking at your stocking.
I think about you as I think of your scrapbooks that need finishing.
I think about you on your Birthday month, & when I hear a song about orphans your little faces pop into my head picturing you. Or when I am in a store picturing you wearing this outfit or playing in the playhouse.
Yes, I do think about you all the time. How your eyes pierce the depths of my soul worrying me of if your in a good place.