In one week, I will boarding a plane for China. It seems so unreal. Here I am again at the crossroads of beginning a new journey a journey that includes a little girl born half way across the world. Here I sit fully aware of everything that is about to take place and she has no idea how her life is going to be turned upside down. Everything she has known for the last two years of her life is going to change, and while it is a good change my heart is breaking for her because I have seen that terror in ones eyes before when they handed Avery to my husband and I. Avery had never seen a white person in her life. Ivy may have as her orphanage is more open to visitors, but the impact of those white visitors from America have probably made very little impression upon her brain. However, this is about so much more. It is about a loss of culture, a loss of identity, a loss of ever knowing who her birth mother is or her birth father (let's not forget them). I understand she will always be somewhere between. Let's get something straight, I am not saving this child. I am not a Savior. She isn't so lucky. I am the lucky one and I am just so grateful for this opportunity to be apart of her journey. As you say your prayers this week can you please keep her in your prayers. Pray that she will know that we love her. Help her heart to heal as she grieves the loss of the only care givers she has ever know and the only home she has ever know. Her friends who she has come to know and pray for them that are left behind. Thank you!