A blip in time

I cannot believe that last week at this time we were headed home! Only a week, and yet it feels longer. Two weeks from today (God willing-if we hit no glitches) Sam will be making that same trip home with his Daddy. Two weeks, but it feels like forever. In the scheme of things, it's a blip in time. For nearly two years we prayed for Sam, for many months we paper-chased, we lived in his country for almost a month, and now just two more weeks. Why does each day closer become more unbearable to wait? I have done this before. I know in the end it is all worth it- all the waiting, the struggle, the pain of the process. Yet, it never gets easier. It is never okay in a mom's heart to be away from her child, especially on another continent, across an ocean, when she can't even know that he understands she has not left him forever. Yes, it's just a blip in time, but I can't wait for this blip to end....and for the next part of the journey to begin!