Ian and I drive into the parking lot of this office. As we park we see a small group of people standing in the middle of the parking lot. As we get out of the car, we see a little brown-haired girl in a social worker's arms. And as we walk toward the group, the little girl turns and looks at me.
And she smiles. Everything goes quiet. I hear nothing at all. All I think is, "Oh, I found you."
Because now I know who I have been waiting for. I know exactly why the other processes didn't work. I know I was supposed to wait for this little girl.
I put my hands out to her, and without hesitation she leans forward. As I cradle her I can't hear anything. I am looking at my daughter. Finally. And I feel a peacefulness come over me like I have never known. I waited a long time for her and she is worth every minute of anxiety. I am holding my little girl and just inhaling her scent.
-Nia Vardalos, Excerpt Used with Permission from Instant Mom