Last night, I put myself to bed at 8:30 and just cuddled up with my Ipad to watch a Korean drama and had chocolate and a diet coke next to me. I was sad. I am sad. I feel so incredibly helpless on getting my son home. Every day is another day that I am missing with him. I've watched him grow since he was 5 and a half months old & he is getting so big.
We are now at 15 months of waiting since the day we saw his sweet face. 15 months. I never would have believed at this point we would still be waiting.

I look into those sweet, pouty eyes and just want to kiss those cheeks. My heart is longing for that day.
Please, Korean Ministry, allow my son to come home.
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