got off the bus not long after 5 minutes of being uploaded. The street was not paved enter a low house with a courtyard. The house was clean, cuidada.5 There we were, finally, at the home of Mundiadopta and within seconds, the order would embrace Míheret. All the families we stayed in the yard. Tesh were there, and Feyissa Gebbeo (an Ethiopian-Cuban) who works for Oxford University here in Madrid. We were told that children would go out one by one into the yard to meet them. First it was the turn a older child who had gone to collect his parents and brother. When the boy came out was exciting because he ran to hug his brother. Had taught him pictures of his new family and quickly recognized. Parents were excited to see how much they embraced. The others also were excited, and since then opened for Javi and me, the emotions contained jar for so many days. I already started to mourn. Gradually they were leaving another couple of kids, and I said, "Míheret's parents?" We went ahead and took a baby, and Harvey said there is, but I quickly knew it was not Míheret. Indeed it was the baby of another family. Behind was our princess. She wore a pink tracksuit Winnie the Pooh, as his cap and red socks. When we delivered it I could not stop mourn. Finally, after much suffering, so many months of waiting, so many tears .. Finally, the hugging, the smelled, the kissed ... It's indescribable. She was left to do, we looked freaked and smiled. I had very little hair and was plump. It felt well cared for. That calmed us and we saw that he had been right all the time we had been expecting. That the suffering of the 4 months had been slow to go for it, only had been our since she had been fine. When each family had to turn to our little room where we had coffee and popcorn, and where one of the babies was reassuring, not wanting to separate from their caregivers. Míheret kept looking around with eyes wide open and we were blown away. And, finally, was with us. Today, at this hour, more or less three years ago this day and I can tell without making any effort of memory, and I'm still excited at the memory. Much of what followed already know, is about here, but there are still little things that count, sensations, feelings ... and above all is to have this. That this that makes sense because she and I share with you a thousand loves.
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