Something to make my who-knows-how-long

My biggest fear in pursuing this adoption was the fact that I didn't know how my dad would react. When I begged him and Mom to adopt when I was little, Dad always said, "Now you won't like it one day when you have to divide up your inheritance with someone who's not your blood brother or sister." So I knew adopting a little girl--a little girl of a different race, to boot--might take him farther outside his comfort zone than he could tolerate.

So how do you think I felt when Mom just told me that Dad is telling people he has four grandchildren?

I said in my other blog that we've been seeing what grace can do around our house. I guess we're already seeing what Grace (Greek "Charissa") can do, too!