Trinity. Trinity Hope. What better suited name for our child than that?
We have just added to our family after months of waiting: a little girl from Jamaica. Huge obsidian eyes fringed with incredibly long, curly lashes. A sweet little heart-shaped face with plump, kissable cheeks. A tiny snub of a nose. Ebony-colored skin that looks startingly dark against our own.
We have waited, fretted, wondered, prayed over this child for what seemed like months, no, years. Now all the beaurocratic red tape is behind us, and last week, we finally picked her up at the airport, amidst much laughter and tears.
Now we marvel at this tiny creature, gaze in wonder at her small, perfectly formed body, the tightly-curled black hair that sticks straight up, the dark eyes, revel in the noises she makes, answer to her every whim. She's only been with us for one week now, but already little Trinity has managed to wrap herself around our little finger--and our hearts.
Trinity was born with a deformed mouth, but we don't see that when we look at her. We see her inner beauty, also her outer. To us, her disability, even though it's visible, doesn't matter. Trinity is NOT her disability: she's a child with a disability. Nothing more. She is capable of doing what she wants to in life; she just may have some speech problems--and that can be helped with therapy.
There's no telling what God has in store for Trinity. It's exciting to think about, and we plan on being there for every step of the way!
I will be writing from time to time about our daughter, our journey together, as we get used to one another, get to know each other better. I feel that there will be more to her story, so stay tuned!
~Written by Peg Ogletree, Trinity Hope's mom. :)