Five Minute Friday

The Gyspsy Mama does this writing exercise on Friday.

Write for 5 minutes only.

Today's topic is: 5 years ago...

I've never done this, but here goes.

GO:

Five years ago, we were in a whirlwind of paper. Excited about adopting a little girl, we were waiting on our State Department paperwork to be approved. Our first agency had "dumped" us, because they had too many problems in Guatemala. We had just found Carolina Hope, which is now Nightlight Christian Adoptions. I was a basket case with worries that the State Department would reject everything we had done, because we had to change agencies. But the wonderful lady on the other end of the phone was phenomenal! She held on to our papers until we were ready to choose who we would be working with. She was the BEST government official EVER. I sent her boss a glowing report of her awesome skills.

STOP.

That's it. 5 minutes. That was harder than I thought.

I'd like to add that I still remember the name of the girl down at the St. Louis USCIS office. She is still a hero to me. :-)

And... that our new agency was awesome. I am really thankful that we were "dumped", so we could find them. It all worked out.

Blessings to you,
Mamita

Where Have I Been?

I am still here. I have not been abducted by aliens. :-)

I'm still working on the post about what works for us. Unfortunately, it's hard to write about that when I'm using all the wrong tools on a daily basis. :-/ I think I'm beginning to crawl out from the wreckage and will be able to finish it soon.

It's been hard mixing grief with therapeutic parenting. I haven't been crying, just deeply sad. Cupcake sees the long face and immediately concludes that there is something wrong between us. That leads to behavior issues. I don't feel up to dealing with it in the best way (the one that requires me to be gentle and playful.) You can see where this is going.

Can you say, "downward spiral"?

I wish I was a crier. Then my kids would recognize the grief for what it is. It would be good for Cupcake to see a good healthy grieving process. But she's stuck with a mom that can't cry and when the tears do come, I prefer to be alone.

On top of the mourning, we've had sickness. No two people have been sick at the same time, but every day for three weeks (except last Sunday), someone has been sick enough to miss school/work. Since Friday, everyone has been HEALTHY! Thank you, LORD!

And the weather is warming up. :-)

Now that makes me smile. :-)

My kids have seen that, and they like it. :-)

Me too. :-)

It's gonna be all right. :-)

Blessings to you,
Mamita