Todd and I had the opportunity to go out for a nice, relaxing breakfast on Saturday and we discussed a myriad of topics including the adoption. The talk turned to our time in Colombia, and we both admitted some anxiousness about the travel. Our plan right now, if God allows, is for Todd and I to begin the journey together (but without the children). After Todd is released and is able to leave, he will return home. A few days later, the girls, accompanied by one or both sets of our parents will come down. Depending on when the travel occurs, the girls will stay as long as they are able (if it happens during the school year, we would prefer them to miss only one or two days of school). We hope that, if the older girls are unable to stay long, at least my mom and Riza would stay with me for most or all of the rest of the time. I get anxious thinking about being in Colombia by myself (well, with only one daughter). Todd gets anxious thinking about his family being on one continent and him on another. We talked about being homesick, being foreigners, and just the general uneasiness. But, the insight came when he said that he thought it was good that we experience those things because those are some of the same emotions that our daughter will be feeling as she travels to be home with us! Wow. That is food for thought.
Now, that hasn't totally removed my anxiety. And although I frequently pray "Be anxious for nothing but in everything with prayer and thanksgiving make your requests known to God." (Philippians 4:6), now I have another perspective and insight to a way that God can use those feelings to help me empathize with my daughter.
And just to follow-up, I talked with our case manager on Thursday and we tidied up a few details about the dossier and she confirmed that it would be mailed on Friday. So our dossier is on its way...Yippee!!

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I was looking for a place to park last Sunday night at Celebration. Had to meet Robin and the Kids to give them some Feb 14 "goodies" and I saw you...but didn't want to embarrass you by yelling, HEY KIMBERLY and then risk you not remembering who I was....but wanted to encourage you and thank you for adopting a baby. Following your journal has been exciting. Knowing that I was adopted always made me feel special, and as I got older it made me understand how special my parents were to choose adoption. God Bless you all.
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