The painful truth about pre-adoption and the hope it brings

Our first adopted son holding a photo of our next adopted son
Our first adopted son holding a photo of our next adopted son

Last night I came home late. The kids were all in bed. I went to each of their rooms to look in on them — all except Tong. Tong is across the world in China, waiting to come home. We are in the process of adopting him.

His picture sits framed on our kitchen counter. As I went to get water before bed, I passed it and stopped. Crushed.