Our sacrifices only count in the first world

For my oldest two kids the biggest sacrifice is that they will most likely be in college when the new kids come home. They are sad that they won't really get to know them. Nothing we have done compares with the true sacrifice of knowing you have exhausted all hope and must place was your children for adoption. Nothing compares to the lifelong grief a child experiences the loss of their first family. We appreciate that in a tiny way our move across the country has given us a tiny glimpse of what it is to miss all you have known and loved. Yet, we never lost each other. Sigh. All of our other so called sacrifices have shown us we were way to excessive to begin with. So, for this Sunday and all other days, my prayer for my family on the other side of the world is, I hope since we're still waiting that you're still in each other's arms, because for the rest of your lives, there is no other place that your heart will really want to be.