Our Little Butterfly

I woke up this morning to the sounds of Sophi's non-stop talking.  It occurred to me how much she is like some cartoon character.  She seriously never stops talking.  70% of the time it's delightful and sweet.  30% of the time it's whiney or angry and is like nails on a chalkboard.  But as I was listening this morning (she was in delightful and sweet mode), it came to me what a blessing it is for her to be in this environment.  To be in a place where she is listened to and loved.  And sometimes corrected.  I was hit with how different her life would be if she was still in an orphanage.  She is undoubtedly the princess.  Loved by parents and siblings, grandmas and grandpas, aunts and uncles, friends and teachers.  How grateful I am to be a part of her life...a part of her miracle.  I love you Soph!

P.S.  Her "Little Butterfly" nickname came from the short film "The Butterfly Circus."  A beautiful testament to our innate value.

Jeremy