Dear Kansas City

Dear Kansas City:

I received your card in the mail today. It instantly caught my attention when my husband brought in the mail. A pink greeting card sized envelope, no return address, just the postmark "Kansas City". My immediate thought was "Now who could this be from?" When I opened it and saw what was written on the front it took my breath away. Here it is:



"Mommy". This can't be for me. I'm not a Mommy. Upon opening the card and reading the first line, tears welled up in my eyes.

"Dear Mommy", it began.
You are waiting for me and I am waiting for you.
God holds me in one arm, very close to his heart,
while he keeps the other arm around your shoulders.
Soon, you will be smiling as the Chinese officials deliver me from God's arms into yours!
Then you, me, and daddy can finally be a family.

Thanks for waiting.
I really am worth the wait!

XXOO,
Your sweet Sophie

I am in constant awe of the kindness of complete strangers I have encountered through this blog. I don't know you. We have never met. And yet you took the time out of your day to send such a wonderful gift to me.

To you it may have been just a card, but to me it was so much more.

I am humbled by your thoughtfulness and kindness towards me. A perfect stranger.

Thank you doesn't even begin to convey the gratitude I have for this random act of kindness.

And yet that's all I have right now. Those two simple words. Thank you.

Thank you thank you thank you.