I haven’t posted on this blog in awhile. In fact, the last time I posted was almost exactly two years ago. It was posted days before we packed up everything we owned and moved our family across the country. We have been spending the last two years settling in, and finding our new footing here on our small bit of land. We have been making new friends and reuniting with old ones. We have been working on our homeschooling, our garden, our chickens, and a couple of bees hives. We have been making memories and learning how to trade our suburban life for a more rural one. More recently, we’ve been working on another life change….
When I wrote that last post, I was looking forward to our big life change, and looking back to the place we had left behind, when we brought the twins home. I wrote the post about what life is like in the orphanage, and what the words ‘mama’ and ‘papa’ mean to the kids living there. What I didn’t write was that after awhile, the children stopped yelling. They knew we were there for someone else, and one after another, they stopped yelling. Except for one little girl.
Her picture is on that last blog post I posted. She is the little girl in pink, and I have my arm around her. In a crowd of children who grabbed my heart forever, she held a special place. She never stopped asking if we were her mama and papa. Every day when we came to pick up the twins she would ask if we were there for her, too. Every day I watched her eyes as she asked if she could come, too, and every day I watched her eyes when they told her no. All of the other children gave up, and she never did.
She was listed on Reece’s Rainbow, so I knew she had a chance. We came home hoping to help find a family for her. While our family shifted to include three year old twins, we watched to see who would choose to bring her home. As we shifted to relearn life here, across the country from where we started – we did our best to speak for her. Slowly, we realized it was time for another shift – and we are working to bring her home.
So far the process has been much harder than the first time around. I haven’t known how to post about her, because every step of the way has been slow and uncertain. The politics in her country have also shifted, since we were there last. I haven’t wanted to announce anything until I knew for sure how this would all fit together.
But, being that this is an international adoption, there is never going to be absolute certainty about what the process will look like or how long it will take. I know this from last time, and I am relearning this time. We are committed to take the next step in front of us, and despite my desire to have it all mapped out and planned, I know that’s all we can really do. We deeply appreciate the love and support we have received so far, and we are grateful for all of you who have loved her along with us over the years.