I am writing from the Hanoi Airport at 10:30 p.m., Vietnam time. Our flight leaves in an hour. In another 29 hours we should be in Chicago (we have an 11-hour layover in Tokyo, but have rented a room with two twin beds for 6 hours in the airport). Wish us luck!
I can't believe how sad Ed and I are to leave this country. Yes, we are excited to get home and begin our life with Sam and for him to meet our friends and family. Yet we have loved our two weeks here (and are totally glad we stayed several extra days). We wouldn't have minded another week. And it is incredibly sad to be leaving Sam's birthcountry and the home of his birthfamily. Our adoption coordinator wrote to me saying these feelings are very normal. But I have to say how surprised I am at the incredible sadness I feel. Lots of crying going on here.
So far, Sam is a trooper traveler (I will write later about how great he was on the rather challenging trip to Halong Bay). We're praying for good luck with this last leg(s) of our journey. Already there was some mix-up about there not being a seat for Sam, even though we paid for one. But I think they gave it to us just to make us happy. We'll see when we board.
My parents and sister and her family will be picking us up from O'Hare. I know they are beyond excited to meet Sam, though I can't say what shape he or his parents will be in! Ed caught a nasty cold yesterday and is pretty under the weather. I hope he gets some rest on the plane too.
Goodbye, Vietnam. Thank you for your hospitality and most of all for this beautiful, precious son you have given us. We can never thank you enough.