My skin vibrates (aka goosebumps) when I see the mail. The Agency packet has arrived!
I can't think straight. Why do I suddenly feel so nervous? It's just information. It's going to tell me how much money I need to make this dream of being a mom become real. It's going to list hundreds of papers and documents.
It isn't going to have any magical answers in it. I'm not going to open this packet and read, "Lucinda, God has ordained you to adopt from this agency on this date in time."
But, I still tremble when I open the packet.
Now I have to read every word. Every word is precious. Every word brings me closer to her.
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