My Arms Feel So Full

We are home. I cannot thank enough the people who have been integral in this journey to Daniel, especially my mom who has dedicated so much of herself to his homecoming. Daniel had a tough transition at first which was compounded by him being very sick. Note to self, check baby's ears for infection before subjecting him to flight from Ho Chi Minh City to Hanoi three days after meeting him. Poor child. Anyway, he is feeling so much better, and we are seeing his beautiful smile. He laughs with Scotty, and he eats like a champion. He is cruising but not walking yet, and he thinks Bob is a very frightening alien who must be tortured if approached. Bob reacts with her regular deep breath (here we go again, she must be thinking). We are all so happy to finally have Daniel home and so appalled that he had to spend six months longer than he should have in his orphanage. I am still thinking about how to use my words, and I am not sure this is the forum for those thoughts any longer because they might seem to diminish the pure joy I want to express for the blessing that is Daniel. He is home, thank God.