Last night was the first night in many months I dreamt about Faith. It was awesome. Paul and I were in Russia and we got to take the baby back to where we were staying. She was beautiful and perfect and lovely. When I woke up I felt so wonderful, but tried very hard to go back to sleep so I could spend just a few more minutes with her.
Everything is going to be alright.
Last night we faxed the paper to Russia and hope beyond hope to hear back asap.
Keep us in your prayers.