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Friday Update: 03/28/08

After talking to Matt last night I decided to go ahead and make my plans to return to China and bring Matt home in June. We had been on the fence about whether or not I would need to come back, and thinking maybe he could manage the journey on his own. Well, we both decided that regardless of whether or not he ‘could’ manage…we both just want to be together as soon as possible. He wants to have some time alone with me, before coming home where he’ll have lots of friends and family waiting to see and talk to him. And we both just want to have some time to catch up and just be together. So, I made plans to fly back on May 25th and bring him home on June 1st. While I’m not super thrilled with having to make that long trek again…I kind of think it will be nice to see and thank the nurses and doctors again and make sure everything is adequately documented in photos! I also thought maybe I might be able to bring them back a little something from Iowa, which I know they’d all be tickled with. I feel good about the decision, though 6 hours into my 13 hour flight I might be feeling different…but it’ll be exciting to know I’m on my way to see Matt…which will feel much better than the sadness I felt flying away from him.

In our former lives, before Matt’s hemorrhage, we had discussed adopting from China…and he was a little reserved about it. But after having been there, in the loving care of these wonderful Chinese nurses…he said perhaps he is a little more open to the idea. So who knows…maybe this won’t be our last trip to China…the Lord only knows!

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