Yesterday we got what felt like another punch in the gut on our four and a half year long adoption journey. . I sobbed and shook as I received all of the difficult news. I wanted so badly to lash out, to scream and hit something. But there I was in the middle of a hotel lobby, sitting in a chair, unable to do anything about the situation but let the tears stream down my face. . Sometimes life is really hard. And I could choose to dwell on the hard. . I could feel sorry for myself and wallow in pity. Or I could stew in blame and anger that will turn into bitterness. . But that won't bring my daughter home. It won't even get me one inch closer to her. All that would do is push others away and sink me deeper into despair. . Instead, I choose hope. Hope does not disappoint. . "And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope. Now hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been p...