Dec. 10th - last day in China...

This is entry is not sequential – however someday we want John to know the details of our China trip so I am compelled to write these last entries of our trip… 

                Since both Ron and I were sick our last day in China, we decided to stick close to the hotel in preparation for the trip ahead.  We ventured out to the local shops where I finally discovered the Starbucks that I had heard rumors about.  Personally, I think John felt very comfortable there much to his father’s dismay.  

                John seemed to know that something was up as we packed up our things.  He wanted a little more reassurance than usual.   Saying good-bye to our CCAI ‘s (our adoption agency) representatives was bitter sweet.  I would have loved more time with them to talk about their personal life, beliefs, etc.  In the photo, you will see Grace on the left and Maggie on the right.  

Grace especially has that rare combination of being very good with details and very good with people.  She is in a perfect job fit and blessed up a ton by being organized and approachable.  

As we rode in a van to Hong Kong, we had brought John’s backpack filled with small toys we had gotten for him in the US.  It occurred to me that these were the first “possessions” he had ever owned – not that they were in themselves very special.    He came to us with three layers of clothes on – most of which didn’t fit him right and three disposable cameras we had sent over to orphanage in the last several months in hopes they would provide some pictures to help with his history.  

Oh John…if you only could comprehend what you now “own” as a result of your adoption.  You not only have a forever Mom and Dad…but a whole family!  You have grandparents who already love you – Aunts and Uncles who have faithfully prayed for you- cousins who want to hold you and talk with you.  And you have your mother and father’s dear friends who want to be your “adopted Aunts and Uncles”.    You are a very, very rich boy…with only a backpack full of toys.   May you feel secure in the love we have for you…since it is from Jesus, it will never change.  We love you, dear son!