This is it. The final countdown. EXACTLY 24 hours from this literal minute our plane will be heading down the runway, about to take off. I am in awe. I am in delirium. I am in utter joy. Because, baby girl, we’re coming to get you.
It’s funny because I should have known there would be stuff. I have been ready to travel for months. Last week I completed my exhaustive checklist of things to do. It was crazy and I got it done, plenty early. Yup. Tooting my own horn. Like, with almost a week to spare. But remember, God doesn’t really want us comfortable. He likes to see us challenged, so we can glorify Him. And that’s what I got. (when will i ever learn not to toot that horn??? duh….) All of a sudden I was in the midst of this huge online auction fundraiser for Marlowe’s medical orphanage (China Little Flowers…go check it out and donate to this worthy cause if you have not already!!!) and a small little group of us threw together this mish mosh of NICE stuff, last minute, and somehow God blessed it and we all worked together and raised almost 13,000. Amazing.
But now I am on my third day following a night of little sleep. I still have 48 packages to ship out (and finish packing and labeling and cross referencing with the payment info and online addresses and….) and I have to get to the school, meet with the teachers, get to the chiropractor with all the kids (we ALL see the chiro!!!), get my eyebrows waxed (I am NOT gonna be that American with eyebrows sprouting every which way. Marlowe will be like, “give me back!!! this lady has eyebrows like Donald Trump!!! Help!!!”) and a whole bunch of other stuff. And I love it.
Like I did last time, I will post daily about our trip. Ken and I had SO many adventures last time. (Go to archives and start reading in early to mid october. man, there is some really funny stuff there.) This time? We are bringing ALL the kids so I can only imagine how much more fun (crazy) it will be. And I can’t wait. I will probably post the link to the blog on Facebook, when possible, but you will have to click the link to read about it. You can also follow my blog, and it will email you each post. (I don’t get paid or anything so no benefit to me to have followers but it does make it easier.)
I love sharing this journey. And we do share it. There are aspects we do NOT share….things that are personal to our girls’ and their stories, but the tough stuff, well, I leave it in there. Why? Because I want to be transparent. I want people to see the reality, the joy and beauty and triumph but also the grief and loss that exists too. You see, make no mistake. My daughter is MINE. I have loved her since the moment I saw her face. Me? I am a stranger to her. She is being ripped from her life, and given away to a total stranger who looks, smells, acts, talks everything different. It is heartbreaking. And yet it is only the beginning for her. But as her mom I can never forget or ignore the primal loss with which she started her life. My only job, now, is to fill that loss, the best I can, knowing it will never be enough. And that must be ok. Other adoptive parents?? Follow along. See how we do it. Maybe that will inspire you to do what we do. Maybe it will inspire you to do the opposite!! Haha!!! Either way, we are who we are. All of it. And you are welcome to join us.