Missing IF

I miss her...bad. I think of her every moment...I'm tired of waiting for a piece of paper...tired of a piece of paper keeping me from my girl. I wish we were rich-I'd be in Guatemala next week! Oh to hold my precious girl again! My arms ache longing for her to fill them again. I need to smell her and feel her chubby cheek against mine. I need to put or foreheads together and giggle! I need to hear her laugh. I don't want to wait a moment longer-yet I have no choice. My chest feels like there's a thousand pound weight sitting right on it. 13 months...13 anguishing months... I am so tired. I miss her so much. Her room, so full of pink, is yet so empty. This house is so empty. My heart is so empty.
Lord, fill my heart with happy expectation. Help me find the joy in this journey. Ease the pain of my empty arms. Make my memories of my visits with my sweet girl so real, so fresh. Give me strength to wait.