Opposites Attract

Well, for everything good there is an opposite... right. Today, right before going to get Abby from school, I got a call from the adoption coordinator. She wanted to let me know she'd just gotten a message from the lawyer in Latvia. It said that sometime after Feb. 18th, Brenda would start meeting with a psychologist to see whether or not she really understood adoption. She then said we'd find out if she could come in March.

Well, if you read on my other blog, this is in fact old news... old bad news. It HAD been replaced with "knowledge" of Brenda having an appointment with the psychologist on Feb. 15th. So I asked her what happened to the Feb. 15th appointment. She informed me all she knew was what she was reading.

I really was speechless. And you know, that may be a first for me. I really just stood there in my kitchen speechless and numb as an awkward amount of seconds past. She didn't say anything. I didn't say anything. A thousand things were swirling through my head. Finally, I mustered up, "Are you still there?" She answered yes. She then asked if we were going to move forward with the adoption and I told her what I had told her the first time she gave us this bad news which was we were going to wait to move forward with the things that required large amounts of money until we had a clear,"yes".

She told me that she has never seen a situation where the child wants to come and they don't let them. But this whole psychologist thing is supposed to be new too. So anyway, I am numb today. Tired. Very emotionally tired. I am holding onto what God did with the fingerprints and praying He will make Himself known in this and show off his power again. But I need prayers. As does Brenda. She sent me a message this morning. It said, "I am slima", "I am sick".