A couple of weeks ago we went to our favorite Ethiopian food restaurant...Dalo's Kitchen. We mentioned to the daughter of the owner that we were leaving for Ethiopia and a little while later her Father came out of the kitchen with this paper where he scratched out a few words and phrases that he thought we should know in Amharic. It has a safe home in my bag along with Mezmur's pictures and my knitting pattern (I started this sweater a few weeks ago and now I only have the sleeves to knit).
The extra week before travel gave me time to finish this doll...that is waiting for Mezmur when she comes home along with her other doll.
Please keep our Mezmur in your thoughts while she undergoes yet another traumatic transition in her short life. While we have been waiting our love for Mezmur has grown. We love her so much, but she doesn't know we even exist. We are strangers who look different and smell different. Please pray that this transition is a smooth one for her.
Next time you see us we will have Mezmur in our arms.
One more sleep.