John heard about this movie on one of his drives down to work. He was so interested that he called me and invited me out on a date. Crazy me declined. In the midst of our busy lives I had decided that time for the two of us just wasn't that important. Thankfully, two weeks later he convinced me that we should go and see it-- so with a cozy blanket in hand we caught an evening showing of Like Dandelion Dust.
The movie was awesome. We both cried-- we both felt for each sets of parents-- we both were not sure how it would turn out. Did I say the movie was awesome? Some years ago, I heard Karen Kingsbury speak at our old church. I was moved by her adoption story of her sons. I am pretty sure she planted a seed-- what do you think?
Anyway, here is the trailer.