We passed!
Just taking a little break from writing a paper...can I just say that I'm going to be the happiest person in the world once I'm done? Can't wait to present this next week and kiss this whole process good-bye. I know that Aaron feels the same. ONE more week. I wish I could elaborate, but no point in being grumpy.
Anyway, we're a family of four! CRAZY, yeah?!
I just have to say that I'm so thankful for all of my AGCI buddies, family, and friends who continually pray for the boys, us, the process...so thankful. :) From here, we wait for paperwork to make its way to the proper places. Can't wait to get that call from our agency to buy those tickets!
This week, I keep thinking about how much my world has changed in the almost-a-year process.
A couple years ago, I was walking through this woman show thing in Portland. My friends and I walked past the booth of an adoption agency and it made me tear up. I was drawn. Seriously, drawn. I went home and stared at their website. There was this yearning to adopt in my heart and strangely, I had no desire to start a family at all. Those two conflicting feelings created that MOMENT -- that divine moment -- I knew I was called. Because it wasn't about me. It wasn't my dream. Once in a while, I'd read through adoption packets...many of you understand that dabbling. Then I read a book about restavek children in Haiti and my desire to adopt really began to fester. And then the guy who leads our "church" told us that the one thing we'd never regret was ruining our life for "good". Yeah, you had to be there. It's better than it sounds. THAT was the day we decided. And still, the journey we started, is so different than THIS journey.
Despite knowing that we were adopting, both of us had all of these requirements that one by one, just fell away. I giggle at these now...
-Should we really do this? We HAVE to "make" kids first because blah, blah, blah. (okay, this isn't soooo ridiculous when I remember that we are getting old)
-We only want to adopt an infant because blah, blah, blah.-We can't accept special needs because blah, blah, blah.
-There are probably others that are so embarrassing that I've blocked them from memory.
And still, I found it impossible to prepare for my infant. I spent hours going through special needs lists, broken by the thousands of children rejected because they are too old, too white, too black, too not perfect, too whatever. It took EIGHT months for us to listen and open up so that we could even have the potential to be blessed by our two little boys. You know what we needed? Proof. Yeah, we're pretty wimpy like that. I needed to "meet" an orphan turned world-changer. We heard his story and then sat outside of Trader Joe's (by the way, someone needs to open a neighborhood TJ's in my neighborhood -- you'd make bank and have crazy adoptive parents occupying parking spots longer than you may please) making one of the best decisions ever. To accept the unknown. To listen. To be a part of the solution. To not let fear beat down passion.
So, I guess what I'm saying, is do it. Let go of your blah, blah, blahs. You know what it is...whatever it is. Believe, trust, and be blessed! (And remind me of this post when necessary.) For some of you, your "do it" is to adopt. Uh huh. :) AND I can't wait........I can't wait!!!
p.s. The whole infant v. older and healthy v. special needs stuff...those are our issues that we needed to work through...and not at all intended to be anything more than exactly that. It's simply a part of our journey...
