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She's here! Our new baby girl, Carly. And she came just when we thought she might never make it.
We began the adoption process about a year and a half ago, hoping to adopt a child between the ages of two an five so that Joshua would have a playmate. We filled out paperwork, and more paperwork, and more paperwork. We forked over some money to get the whole ball rolling and then we waited.....................and we worried...................and we searched for just the right child to complete our family. We had a couple of false alarms, a couple of almost but not really's, a couple of at our rope's ends, and I almost gave up. Lucky for me, Eric wasn't ready too give up too. He said to hang in there, wait a while longer, keep hoping, and so I did - albeit with a heavy heart.
Then suddenly, a phone call. A little girl had been born and she needed a family. She had a rough start, not all the best care and advantages that most babies have. Did we want her, they asked. Well, I think it is obvious how we responded to that.
I am amazed at the healing power of love and family. Carly came and she is my "Balm of Gilead". Joshua provides a fountain of neverending joy and pride, he is the sunshine of my day. Eric is my rock, without him I would tumble right down. I feel so lucky, I feel so blessed, I am so grateful that I had the ability to wait it out. Everything is still not done, she is not ours in fact but only in theory until - you guessed it - more paperwork is completed. But I am learning patience and trust. I am learning that God loves me, He has a plan for me, He knows my weaknesses and pains, He knows my name.
How great is that?


llegue said…
Yeah! She's beautiful. And the picture with big brother is priceless. How much paperwork has to go through? What are the laws in Michigan to legally adopt? By the way-no pictures of the mullet sorry :) My friend April says she knows you guys and that you gave her a ride to choir and talked about me (It had better be all good stuff! :) I guess they moved to Virginia?
Sarah said…
I saw Ms. April today. We didn't get a chance to talk about you, but I am sure we were thinking it!
We were hoping to have a foster care license so she could come home before placement, but as our placement date is the 29th and we haven't received our license, we have decided we are just going to have to wait. She will come home at night then, right now we get her during the day, and after six months it should be finalized.
I guess I am gonna have to bribe your husband for the mullett pictures - you leave me no choice!
llegue said…
I mean there IS no incriminating evidence Hee hee lucky for me

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