Well it's funny how life turns out. We think we have it all worked out and then it all changes. We think we had the plan and it falls apart. It turns out we're just part of the plan. It seems that even my attempt to write a blog was not in 'my' plan, but I feel I will start now and try to explain it all to you. I hope this blog keeps our friends and family updated with everything going on with us as we walk through this journey called life and this chapter called adoption.
Last December, we met a group of Ukrainian orphans through a ministry called Bridges of Faith that brings children here to experience our culture, our love and the unconditional love Jesus has for all of us. Normally, this would be the beginning of the story, but not for us. Our story started about three years ago.
I have always loved working in the nursery in our church. I worked there on Sunday mornings for almost five years. I have seen many babies come and go. I always desired to have a baby that Scott and I could call our own. You see all our children are grown, with the exception of Kimi who was young enough to build a close relationship with Scott. I on the other hand wanted that kind of relationship from his grown children but never quite got there.
A couple of summer's ago a friend of mine was so excited and overjoyed as she told me that she was going to go to China to get her baby soon. Wow! I thought that is awesome. I wondered if we could do that also. Well, how do you do that? I gathered all the information she gave me and off I went into my world of research on the internet. Then I realized that I had a problem. How do I choose? How do I choose the country? The child? boy or girl? Oh no, I never thought of that. Luckily, each country has their own qualifications. I start narrowing the countries down and the Ukraine kept coming up as a good fit, but wait, I don't even know where that is.
So now I have to purpose this to my husband the Colonel...lol... and he says, 'no, too much money'. We have kids in college, high school and elementary school, plus he has his retirement all "planned" out. And he doesn't want to look like grandpa picking our kid up from school...lol. My efforts to convince my husband were shot down one by one and I decided just leave this subject alone. So I just kept working in the nursery.
One day my friend who worked with me in the nursery said she was going to be a foster parent. I thought what a great idea! We could do that! Well Scott agreed and we signed up for the next class and off we went. What else could be better, he's happy. I'm happy.
Okay, so now we finished and so where is my baby? Oh sorry no babies. And you don't live in the county you took the classes so you have to transfer over and start with them....what? Did I mention we already have four children and they are all alive and well? So off we go and we transfer...and eventually are lost in the shuffle of new case workers and lost paperwork. So what's the next plan? I feel like Lucy Ricardo from I love Lucy and all her plans that don't work. So I'm just going to give this one to God. He knows my heart and I will be happy with HIS answer. Although, at this point I prayed he'd work on my husband some, clearly needing intervention..haha.
Time passes and a miracle happens! Well sort of.. the Alabama National Guard picks up a mission to go to the Ukraine! And guess who is in charge of this trip? You guessed it! My wonderful husband. So of course I am thanking God for this great opportunity. Surely, my husband will change his mind once he arrived there.
Well, not so much. He came back and said no, and no. Darn it! God what do I do? So again, in the meanwhile I am happy and content with what I have. During this time I start hearing about some Ukrainian children that were in Alabama visiting. My friend from the nursery gives me a little information, but neither one of us knows much. So I thought well maybe I will hear something next time. I missed that opportunity.
Christmas 2011 rolls around and Journey Church has their annual Giving Tree out. I love to participate buying things for children so I decide I'm going to grab an ornament and see who I get. Well I quickly find out there are nine ornaments on the tree that say, "buy gifts for Ukrainian orphans". You're kidding right God? Okay, okay, I'll take one. I mean Kimi and I would enjoy at least shopping for a child if we can't adopt one. So I take an ornament and never mention it to Scott. I mean, why bother. I didn't want to nag him about it anymore. The day of the shopping trip arrives. I mentioned my evening plans to my husband and he's a little hurt I left him out. I explain, but I'm totally confused by this new interest. As life would have it, the evening of the shopping trip someone had to go pick my son up. He was just arriving back from a trip. So of course I made Scott go. He wanted to stay and meet the children but had to leave after a few minutes. I enjoyed myself that evening with the children. That evening when my husband came home he said he wanted to go visit the camp before we went out of town. That Saturday when we went to the camp something immediately changed in Scott. The following week was Christmas and we were out of town. Upon our return everything changes. Scott wants to know about these children and figures out how to see them again. Was this in my plan, his plan, our plan? The journey begins and I can't wait to tell you all about it finally....