Today I went to PWOC. I have been feeling emotional anyway, but today brought the tears.
Dear Kellie told us the story surrounding her journey toward adoption, the adoption of her wonderful daughter and now her son. She talked about the disappointment of being unable to conceive, having fertility treatments and then still having no results.
She spoke of the heartbreak of thinking they would be adopting, only to find out the birth-mother changed her mind, and finally, the joy of the children God has chosen for her family.
That was then followed by two moving songs, and the tears came.
Things have been rough and sometimes sometimes things remind you of where your priorities need to be.
Anyway, I cried. With blotchy eyes, and red nose, I walked into our local convenience store and they were concerned that perhaps something horrible had happened.
I explained what was going on, and smiled, telling them it's not much more than me being emotional.
My tears used to shame me, but you know, they don't any more. Tears are an expression of the heart.
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