It is Day 60 and I am boarding a plane to the USA without my daughter. This is not a scenario in our adoption journey that I ever could have anticipated. She was supposed to come HOME. She is indeed safe, she is healthy, she is being cared for and arrangements have been made so we can 'see' each other several times per week while we wait this situation out but she is not with us, her family. My daughter WILL come home...we just don't know when.
For those that have asked, I don't know how I feel and I don't know what we need or what can be done. I'm exhausted and there are a whole list of things I need to address (like work and finances and school and medical appointments that were already scheduled) and an even longer list of things I can't address or have control over as we wait. I suspect that Isaac and I and Gramma (and even Annie as she will part with us during our layover) will need a lot of grace & proactive loving specially from our local friends & family. PLEASE find us, bring us dinner, come sit in the backyard for a chat, pursue us...but also know we have left every ounce of emotional energy an ocean away; there just isn't anything to give back yet and probably won't be for a while...please don't be offended or give up on us. There is no guideline or book to read on how to navigate the weeks and months ahead of us, so we ask simply for your loving presence.
John 14 can feel a bit overused in the adoption world, but in our case...
John 14 can feel a bit overused in the adoption world, but in our case...
Mommy ALWAYS comes back, Sweet Girl. Mommy ALWAYS comes back.
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