Leaving my babies in Africa was 10 times harder than I thought it would be. They spent the night with me and finally started to come out of their shell (Imani more than Galvani - but he loved me from the first moment!). The morning I had to take her back was sooo hard, but I have had a lot of experience "stuffing" my feelings, so I was able to stuff them for awhile. Everyday that I am home with out them marks another day that they are without me. I would be lying if I did not say that I fully expected a miracle in Africa. I'm trying very hard to reconcile my timeline with God's timeline.