Waiting, Waiting, Waiting

Calgon, take me away. My patience is getting thinner by the day. It's hard to think of anything else really. Had a nice lunch with a friend of a friend today who adopted a 4 year old beautiful girl from Ukraine. Its always good and bad to talk to people. They are good sources of information but there is always a little something there that puts a bit more fear in you. But it is good to go in with your eyes wide open because you are NOT in control. I repeat - you are NOT in control. Our agency only has two families in country now including us. The other family has an invitation to travel to Astana and they were a few weeks ahead of us with their dossier. Of course, going to Astana moves you forward a bit as you have to be open to referral with no photos but medical records. We decided to wait for which means will be our turn to visit somewhere in the middle of no where - yee haw! In sub-Siberian negative degree weather, no less. If Patrick and I can get through this, we can get through it all. He is being very patient and kind, but I'm sure his time to freak out is soon!

Our coordinator Janet Ball is a dear friend and a great shoulder to lean on. I have been sad, mad and glad and she has been supportive and understanding of every emotion. I know she will be a friend for life.

Pat and I both know that what is meant to happen will and all will be as it should. Just hard to trust, relax and breathe easy.