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Waiting for the 817 Area Code

We are on day #25 of our 30 day window when our referral call will come.  This is exhausting.  My hot pink cell phone is glued to my body from the moment my eyes pop open until 3:00 p.m.  The call will come from Texas and they are two hours ahead of us… and they stop working at 5:00.  I breathe a disappointed sigh of relief every day at 3:00.  “OK, another day down.  Another day closer to the call!” 

Fridays at 3:00 totally wear me out.  It means I have to wait until Monday morning.  Last Friday afternoon I collapsed on the couch and didn’t recover until Sunday afternoon.  Good grief!  This is like the last few weeks of pregnancy when you’re so tired you’re cross-eyed and frazzle-brained.

We found out this week about some unexpected fees…. to the tune of an extra $1840.  If you’re the praying type, please pray.  If you’re not the praying type…. I don’t recommend adopting internationally.  It’s a faith walk.  But faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things unseen.

Hold on, Zaza!  We’re coming for you in November!  Buckle your seatbelt, sweetheart, there’s a ton of love coming your way!  XOXO

Add a comment September 24, 2010

God’s Picked Her Out Already

I don’t normally read the newspaper, but last week I did, probably because school is over and this homeschooling mom is a bit of a wanderer for the first few weeks of having no subjects to teach.  So, the second page of the Arizona Republic is the international news.  There was an article about Colombia that didn’t include information about the FARC, so I was drawn in.  Seems there was a natural disaster near a mountain village and 12 people were killed.  It hit me like a ton of bricks (no pun intended)…. this could be a story about Zaza’s family dying and her entry into the adoption world.  Weird, huh? 

My mind can go a bit crazy with the multitude of scenarios that might make Zaza available for adoption at five or six years old…. too many kids in a poor family, young mother without means to care for her girl, brought up by grandmother who dies, car crash leaving child an orphan…. or a natural disaster.  We just don’t know.  We might not ever know all the details, but we do know that God has her picked  out already for our family… or should I say, He has us picked out for her.  That is reassuring!

1 comment June 3, 2010

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