I can't even begin to tell you how good it felt to see Isaiah and Caleb waiting at the airport to finally meet their sister, and then to grab them tight and hold them. I didn't want to let them go.
We did it.
We're home.
We're complete.
Searching my heart for appropriate words, the only thing that comes to mind are the words written into the song of praise by Leonard Cohen.
"I stand before the Lord of song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah."
Welcome home Naomi!
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