At the conclusion of Gods and Generals, Tracy and I returned home. We had not checked our answering machine since Thursday (this date was a Saturday in 2003). When we walked in the door, we saw that we had a large number of messages on our machine. While I carried in our luggage, Tracy punched the "Play" button on the answering machine.
And our lives changed forever.
Five of the six messages on our answering machine were from an OB-GYN in Arkansas. She had a baby and was looking for adoptive parents. SHE HAD BEEN CALLING SINCE THURSDAY!!!!! We were terrified that, unable to contact us, she and the birthparents had moved on to someone else. An immediate, breathless call to Arkansas calmed our fears. The family was still waiting to speak with us. A baby! Wow! We'd been married eleven years at that point.
This doctor had received a flier in one of our mass mailouts nearly a year earlier. All that time she had been keeping our flier, looking for an opportunity for us. So today, five years later, I tip my hat to Dr. Shirolyn Moffett.
What a wonderful memory! selahV
ReplyDeleteBrother Bart,
ReplyDeleteYou tell that little guy that he had better get his swords ready. When I see him in Indy, we will have us one whale of a sword fight.
:)
Blessings,
Tim
May God continue to bless your family.
ReplyDeleteBart,
ReplyDeleteI didn't know you adopted. I did too. It has been one the best experiences of my life. May the Lord continue to bless your journey.