At the end of this month there will be two less orphans in the world.
It lasted until I got confirmation that the paperwork reached Haiti. Then a new level of 'hard' began for me. It's call - waiting. Waiting without updates. Waiting without knowing. Waiting, just trusting that the process is moving.
Those of you who know me know that I'm terrible at delegating. When I want to get something done, I do it myself. I'm lazy as the day is long, but when there's work to be done I'm in the trenches working my butt off.
The most frustrating thing for me is that I can't do anything right now. I can't drive to the courthouse, make calls, or send a massive basket of chocolate to give the workers incentive to keep my file at the top of the pile. I want to DO. And I'll admit that, while I am praying A LOT, I just feel like I should be doing more.
I wish I could do more.
I just want her home.
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Henry and I are both sick. Right now we're home together having a much needed lazy Saturday. I feel like crud, and I know he feels like crud too.
Earlier this morning he sat in my lap and grabbed my arms and wrapped them around him. You know what happened then. I though of her. I thought about what happens when she's sick. I thought about who she wants to have wrap their arms around her to comfort her.
Then I thought about the day that I get to hold her when she sick. Hug her when she's sad. Cuddle her when she feels like crud.
That day will come. I know it will. One less orphan.