I have noticed I am writing events on my calendar for April and May. They don't seem that far away... so why does the homecoming of the other half of my heart seem infinitely out of my reach?
I spent 45 minutes on the phone this morning, ON HOLD, waiting to talk with a person at the National Visa Center [NVC]. I found out our case is STILL there, and that it could be sent off today. But to find that out I will have to call back later!
I know we are just steps away from having them home. But those steps are giant, and each one seems to take so LONG!
Each month, each week, each day, each hour, every minute, every second that we are apart is breaking my heart.... I know, I KNOW, this is part of adoption, and esp. international adoption. I KNOW THAT, I just can't make my heart understand!
At the park, at the mall, at dinner time, at bath time, at bedtime, at the doctors, at my kids school, at the VETS for goodness sake... I think of them, and what they would be thinking or doing if they were with me. Sometimes I think this is what a truly crazy person feels like.
I can still smell them, feel them, see them, hear them.... I just can't touch them. And it just really, really sucks. And it hurts. And I don't like it much at all.
I keep telling myself that...
"...weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning." [Psalms 30:5
I keep lifting my heart up to God. Praying that He makes it whole.
The best advice I can give to an adoptive parent, well any parent really, is to "GET RIGHT WITH GOD! Cause if you don't, you are never, NEVER going to make it through till morning!"
It's a P0PPY DIP CUSTOM MADE PERFECT TREASURE! :)
**take a look at my adorable niece in her custom made outfit!**