It’s been so long since I’ve written anything. Spring has sprung. Our flowers are beginning to bloom up here in our midwestern neck of the woods. I feel…restless. This week marks two years since I flew home from Ghana and life changed completely. My insulated, happy little world became SO much more complex, and so much more enriched all at once.
After weeks of misery, I was gifted a miracle that I will NEVER stop thanking God for. Truly, it was a miracle that we ever got out of there with our GhanaDuo. I’m awed by what happened there, and more than a little traumatized by it. Thankfully, the kids aren’t. This time of year flies by for them. Spring has sprung. They’re happy. Like I said, I’m restless though, and a little…reflective.
It’s not a bad way to be. I’m not depressed or anything. I just find myself pondering things a lot more than I usually do. I can only compare it to having a near death experience. We, almost literally, dodged a bullet with the Duo’s adoptions. It would be unnatural not to reflect, I suppose.
Is it unnatural to find ourselves in the middle of doing it all over again? Because we are. It has taken me almost a week and a half to find the words to write this.
We have another daughter.
We have received what is commonly known as PA (or Pre-Approval) from China for a 14 month old girl with a rather severe congenital heart defect. We’re excited. We’re scared. Mostly, we feel extremely blessed. The kids are over.the.moon. Especially our girls. Especially our eldest girl. She came two years ago and remembers vividly what this means. She can’t wait to come full circle and be a part of the process for her little sister. Our home study should be done in the next 10-14 days and then it’s back to working with immigration to get her here. We have a wonderful, reputable agency working with us. An agency that knows what they’re doing and will guide us through the process. Things feel good. So, why am I so scared?
|Our China Doll.
Probably because, yet again, it feels like we’re asking God for a miracle. We need Him to keep her safe, and healthy, until we can get to her.
who feels like she has already asked for, and received, so much. Yet, she’s asking again.