Friday, January 30, 2009

Change and Chinese Adoption

So, just in case, I started researching Chinese adoption. I was excited, despite the bad news at the doctor's office. I felt like God was possibly lining things up to fulfill that desire in my heart. In my mind, I saw rosy cheeks on a porcelain face, pig-tails, and a big smile. She was cute and there was a place in my heart specifically for her. I just had to tell Robb about all this envisioning. And I was pretty sure he would say I was getting way ahead of myself.

Meantime, we picked up our life in Dallas and moved back to Huntsville. The city that smelled like a sneaker had brought us nothing but grief. I enrolled at Sam Houston (go kats) and set out to finish my college career. My grandparents had a little 2 bedroom house in their backyard that they said we could have for a fine price. So, it was a no-brainer. Robb took a job at Willis ISD as a math teacher and baseball coach and we were all set. I changed my major for only the 3rd time to Speech Communication with a minor in Spanish. Que? I know, let's just say that the Spanish didn't quite make it to the diploma.

1 comments:

Joy Murphy said...

If and when you do decide to adopt, let me know and I will support you in whatever way I can.