And She Was

still waiting. The last few weeks have felt like waking up from a dream exhausted because you thought you were running a marathon, but it was only in your mind. A lot of effort and no movement. *Sigh*

In a perfect world here is what will happen: I will get an e-mail or phone call today answering my questions satisfactorily. Jeremy will come home with a new printer ink cartridge and I will finish making copies of the necessary documents, attach them to the application and mail it first thing Wednesday morning. In 10 to 14 days, we'll hear back that we've been approved, and can begin the home study process.

In the meantime I've been reading a lot of other blogs from people who adopted from Africa. The pictures are wonderful! The children are simply beautiful and I love reading the entries from when they first met their new children. It is a good motivator. We also watched A Walk to Beautiful which is a documentary about women in Ethiopia who suffer from fistula, a tearing in the bladder or intestine during obstructed delivery during childbirth. So sad. I wish I were a multi-millionaire and could donate large sums of money to organizations like the ones that help these women.