Longest Month of My Life

It's so funny that our wonderful waitress commented that we'd be in China in a month and appropriately said that it would probably be the longest month of our lives. How true! I wish I knew what it was about this time that makes time go so slowly. I honestly don't remember it seeming to take so long the last time. Maybe it's like labor and you forget about it after your child is in your arms. Maybe it's because we were sure we'd be back from China with our daughter by now. Maybe it's because we know that at the end of the road there is a child to hold in your arms. You know, despite the fact that Ella's pictures are on display throughout the house, I'm having a hard time looking at them. How can you miss a little girl so much when you haven't even met her?