My friend Stephanie messaged me on Facebook and told me to call her.
Stephanie has a beautiful family; her daughter is adopted and around the same age as our oldest. We've corresponded regularly about the challenges and joys of being mommas via adoption, so getting a message from her wasn't unusual.
But this was different.
And on January 6, that attorney called her to see if they were still hoping to adopt.
"No, we're not. But I know the perfect family," she told her, not knowing our home study had expired, our adoption profile was outdated and we had just signed up to start the foster care process.
But through a string of quick work by our former adoption consultant, our social worker and the attorney herself, we found ourselves on a total whirlwind to meet our daughter 12-hours after finding out she even existed in this world.
To this day, I wholeheartedly believe God placed Stephanie and dear, wonderful people in our lives to encourage us and make sure Kendra found our family.
And now, as I sit here reflecting on all of the changes we've endured this past year -- the good, the hard, the beautiful -- I am in awe at how fast our precious daughter has grown.
Kendra is a joy.
Stephanie, The Messenger
A 12-Hour Whirlwind