Today we received a little note that said, please review and approve the following documents. Once you do, they are passed onto the US Embassy for us to get a date to go and do whatever it is that you are supposed to do in order to finalize our adoption.
In those documents was a little bit more information as to who Maggie Hilina's birth momma is. Let me say this, her story is not mine to tell. I will not tell it. That is something for Maggie Hilina to review when the time comes.
I know you all are probably so sick and tired of me and my rants. I am sick of myself to be honest. So, one would think I would stop right?
Right. (If you just said right.......you don't know me at all!) :)
So.........
As I am eagerly reviewing the paperwork trying to soak up every, single morsel of info that they provided......I lay my head down and cry......sob like a lil' ol' baby......
There are many, many reasons for my tears.....but I'm only gonna discuss one with you.....
Sometimes I am overwhelmed with how we live and how others live.....or survive every day and how those people, the ones that are roaming this earth with us, can have the ability to see beyond themselves. They have hope, they believe that better can be provided and they are willing to allow it to happen.
I know many folks right here that can't see anything beyond their own nose......(and I am saying that while the plank is in my eye as well so don't start sending me hate mail). Please don't mishear me (or to be correct, misread me) our problems are our problems and they are HUGE because they are OUR PROBLEMS. I know that and I understand that.
But I'm reading over and over about this woman - who may not have ever had the opportunity to see what lies beyond poverty, hunger and destitution, but she was able to have hope and faith that what lied ahead for the daughter that she gave life to was better than that.......
I have been praying for her. I have prayed that she has heard the Gospel. I have prayed that she and I will reunite with Maggie Hilina one day. I have prayed for many things for this woman who I may or may never meet.
I'll be honest, there was a point when the thought of meeting her made me sick, made me want to puke.......
but now the thought of not meeting her does the exact same thing to me.....
She has given a gift of love that my heart can't wrap around and for that I am eternally grateful.
In those documents was a little bit more information as to who Maggie Hilina's birth momma is. Let me say this, her story is not mine to tell. I will not tell it. That is something for Maggie Hilina to review when the time comes.
I know you all are probably so sick and tired of me and my rants. I am sick of myself to be honest. So, one would think I would stop right?
Right. (If you just said right.......you don't know me at all!) :)
So.........
As I am eagerly reviewing the paperwork trying to soak up every, single morsel of info that they provided......I lay my head down and cry......sob like a lil' ol' baby......
There are many, many reasons for my tears.....but I'm only gonna discuss one with you.....
Sometimes I am overwhelmed with how we live and how others live.....or survive every day and how those people, the ones that are roaming this earth with us, can have the ability to see beyond themselves. They have hope, they believe that better can be provided and they are willing to allow it to happen.
I know many folks right here that can't see anything beyond their own nose......(and I am saying that while the plank is in my eye as well so don't start sending me hate mail). Please don't mishear me (or to be correct, misread me) our problems are our problems and they are HUGE because they are OUR PROBLEMS. I know that and I understand that.
But I'm reading over and over about this woman - who may not have ever had the opportunity to see what lies beyond poverty, hunger and destitution, but she was able to have hope and faith that what lied ahead for the daughter that she gave life to was better than that.......
I have been praying for her. I have prayed that she has heard the Gospel. I have prayed that she and I will reunite with Maggie Hilina one day. I have prayed for many things for this woman who I may or may never meet.
I'll be honest, there was a point when the thought of meeting her made me sick, made me want to puke.......
but now the thought of not meeting her does the exact same thing to me.....
She has given a gift of love that my heart can't wrap around and for that I am eternally grateful.
I don't know you at all... ran across your blog and just had to comment. I've been blessed to sit with our daughter's first momma several times. We have become friends, and I can't wait to go back to Ethiopia again to learn more. She is precious, and I pray for her every single day. I cherish that she has shared her story with me. when I was with her a few weeks ago, she gave me permission to write her story, and I"m honored to do so.. for the very reasons you mentioned here. We just don't get it here; we can't. We don't live that life. She has taught me so much abotu sacrificial love, and I am completely in awe of her strength and courage. Praying for you in your journey and really hoping you get the opportunity to sit with her.
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