Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Waiting for court

There hasn't been too much to report.  We are SO close to the finish line (or starting line- depending on how you look at it.)

This lingo may be lost on some, but we have our article 5 signature and have been assigned a judge.

We are waiting (ugh waiting) on a court date.  What's coming next?  Well...

We will be assigned a court date (hopefully assigned this week AND for a date that is within a few weeks!)

Once we pass court we will travel to pick our girl up about 4-6 weeks later.

We are hoping to travel in November- it could possibly be sooner... and of course it could be later.

My mom has a picture of "Marla"  on her fridge- it is the referral picture we were given when we first committed to adopt.  She is about 9 months in the picture.

When we met M she was 23 months and no longer the same baby from her referral picture.

When we pick her up she will be 5 months older than last we saw her.

She turned 2 several months ago.

When we first began the process of adopting M- I knew it would take time to get her home.  But for some reason I never thought about all the time we would miss.

In my mind I hit pause on 9 month old M.  Then a social worker walked in carrying an almost 2 yr old.  It was like someone hit fast forward... and I have missed SO much.

She's growing up- not only that- but she is growing up in a place children shouldn't grow up- and to be perfectly honest children don't grow up there. They die.  Or they get transferred to an adult institution where they live the rest of their lives hungry and alone waiting for relief.   That's not dramatic, that is fact.

M's home right now is dark and quiet. She is lonely and hungry.  And time is not her friend.

As I count the minutes of my day in traffic jams, packing lunches, pushing a swing, reading a book- her days blur and merge in a fog of time spent alone in a crib.

I pray for time to quicken- so that I can get her home sooner...because each day spent in that orphanage will threaten her flame. Will dim her light...Will encourage her to detach herself from the world around her.

And now it feels like I am battling to get to her in time... in time for her to have an easier time attaching, in time for her to learn how to chew, in time for her to have her best chance at corrective medical procedures for her eyes... and the list really does go on.

I just want to get there in time.

Yes, we've been here before on this blog.  If this sounds familiar- it's because it is.  I want to get there in MY time.  And it is super hard for me to trust in God's timing.

I trust in God. Absolutely.  And if He could do this, this, and this by next Tuesday- that would be great. HA.  I'm the worst.  It is really hard to wait.





SO in the middle of writing this blog post... I got an email from our adoption agency.  WE HAVE COURT.  September 27th.

That is "next Tuesday" by the way.  God is good ALL the time.