Finally, Magnolia day arrived.
10 months and 9 days waited.
8,466 miles traveled.
We were ready.
Our girl, however, was not.
But how could she be?
How can anyone ever be ready for their life to change in absolutely every way?
But now, ready or not, she is ours. A part of us. Included. Loved. Spoken for.
And from now until forever it is up to us to not only display these truths to her head, but to her heart. 
It will be up to her to set the pace in opening her heart to these strange-looking, odd-sounding, band of boisterous strangers.
It will be up to her to choose to be the bravest of brave. To let love in, one more time.
And it will be up to Him – the One who fashioned all of our hearts – to knit them together in a way that only He can. 
So thankful, especially in these bittersweet moments of hard, to be able trust Him fully as we stand on the edge of the unknown.
When we stumble, He is steadfast. When we grow weary, He never sleeps. When we fear, He is the shepherd.
And He is always, always Faithful and True.