
December 2006, our journey to our sister begins

December 2009, still waiting for our sister
Can you believe it is December 1st ? I was sitting & thinking back to this time last year and remembering all the chaos trying to put our dossier together for Haiti in the middle of the holiday season. CRAZINESS ! I remember the sweet satisfaction of fedexing the masterpiece we had compiled to Wasatch ( our adoption agency ) for the final time. Something even Crazier is that 3 years have gone by since our initial conversations on the possibility of adoption.
In December 2006 Adam & I decided we would look into sponsoring a child from India through an organization supported by our church. I would pull up available children for sponsorship on the computer & read the bio's and loom over their pictures. Thus, mom's computer obsession begins :) The kids would be peaking over my shoulders, asking lots of questions just as curious & fascinated about the children as we were.
Of course, one of the decisions we had to make when selecting a child to sponsor was boy/ girl, age etc. Zoe had piped up that she wanted to sponsor a girl since she didn't have a sister. Well, of course the boys found this unfair & chimed in that we should sponsor 2 children, a boy & a girl to make it fair. I remember telling them we could only afford to sponsor one & that it would be Adam's & I decision as to who.
Then we moved to the question of what it meant to sponsor a child. After going through the details of that , which I must not of conveyed well the first time, Zoe was very upset. All this time she had thought we meant we would be bringing this child home , possibly a sister , to live with us . " We can barely afford to sponsor a child for $30.00 a mo. much less bring them home & take care of them ", I retorted. " You & dad just need to spend your money more wisely", she answered. OUCH ! Sometimes I think kids have a way of seeing the bottom line. Their minds aren't all mucked up with all the stress & what ifs of adulthood. I had my whole list of reasons why we could NOT adopt. None of them too sound, mostly from fear of the unknown. But the idea was planted in my heart & continued to grow.
After scanning the internet , attending webinars & informational sessions, requesting info packets from different agencies so on & so on I could just feel God growing my desire to adopt. A secret that we kept from friends and family ( even the kids ) for a while, afraid of the response that could be true. "ARE YOU CRAZY ? "And we may very well be:) But couldn't be happier with our decision to move forward. Not a decision out of guilt from a 6 yr old but an informed decision and a desire that continues to grow in our hearts.I have learned that all it takes is a willingness. And as I erase the lines I have drawn in the sand God is able to work out the details:)
"For I know the plans I have for you", declares theLord. " To prosper & not to harm you. To give you hope & a future." Jeremiah 29:11