You Were In My Dreams

Dear Child,

You were in my dreams last night. This is not the first time, and I doubt it will be the last. You tend to visit me often.

We don't know each other yet. I am not sure if you are born or still in waiting for the right time. You don't know me, but you will. Someday I will hold you when you cry, tuck you in at night, attend your sporting events, throw birthday parties for you, and fall in love with you in a way I have never known.

You will call me mommy.

We will look very different. Our birthplaces will be not only states away, but continents. I have been to your country. Uganda is beautiful... It actually reminds me of Oregon, which will be your new home. I hope you will find America to be beautiful and welcoming. You will be here with me and my husband. He will be your daddy. He is a good man. He loves Jesus, just like I do, and ice cream, and American football. You will also have grandparents that are so excited to meet you. They will love you just as I do.

I am so excited to meet you. I can't wait for that moment when I see your face for the first time, smell you for the first time, touch you for the first time. What will you look like? Maybe you will be bald... Or have a head full of hair. Maybe you will have full lips or long fingers. Maybe you will have a little belly or be tall and skinny.

Whatever you look like, I will love you just the same. I hope you will be glad to live with me. I hope you will be glad to call me mommy. I hope you will find love in our home - love for each other, love for Jesus, love for yourself, and of course, love for basketball.

Hold on, baby. I will be there as soon as I can. I am waiting for you. I am already loving you. I will see you soon.