The Sanders Seven

                       KISSES IN THE WIND

I hold you in my heart and touch you in my dreams.
You are here each day with me, at least that's how it seems.

I know you wonder where we are... what's taking us so long.
But remember child, I love you so and God will keep you strong.

Now go outside and feel the breeze and let it touch your skin...
Because tonight, just as always, I blow you kisses in the wind.

May God hold you in His hand until I can be with you.
I promise you, my darling, I'm doing all that I can do.

Very soon, you'll have a family for real, not just pretend.
But for tonight, just as always, I blow you kisses in the wind.

May God wrap you in His arms and hold you very tight.
And let the angels bring the kisses that I send to you each night.

This is the very first picture I took of Chloe.  She was seven months old. It was instant love.  It was a fifteen month ordeal bringing her to our family.  It was seven trips to Guatemala where we had to leave her behind on six of those trips.  'Kisses in the Wind' most tells the story of what it is like to love two worlds apart.  It was heart wrenching as I write this I remember.

 Last night I was holding Chloe beside me and Emi was sleeping soundly on my chest, I recalled the child in the photo above I had met and fell in love with.  I began telling Chloe that when she was a tiny baby no bigger than Emi I used to go outside every night, and standing on the patio outside our bedroom door, with  the stars in the night sky I would look south toward Guatemala and blow kisses in the wind to her.  I showed her how I sent them and placed them on her cheek.  I told her I wanted her to know that somewhere in the world were people who loved her.  As I was telling her she 'got it'.  She began to weep.  I began to weep.  We lay there holding each other and weeping over things that only the soul knows.  This was an encounter not an emotional moment.  This went far beyond the physical.  It was a spiritual and soul felt moment I will never forget.  All the kisses I had sent five years before had finally come to rest on the heart of my little precious Princessa Rosa Maria.