I hate coming home to an empty mailbox. Especially when I'm waiting for an approval letter for Part 2 with immigration. Today proved to be no different when I arrived home at 5:00 to a mailbox with nothing in it. Mike and I calculated at dinner that three weeks have passed since we sent it in. Sigh.
At this point, none of us mind waiting until school actually gets out before we travel. It's a busy time of year and a complicated time to leave. However, knowing a date sure would help. The last two times we planned a trip to Colombia, we had months to prepare and make every little arrangement we possibly could. Not this time.
Well, the mail came late today, filling the mailbox with two items. A piece of junk mail and our approval with immigration! Yeah!!!!
Now we wait on word that the Article 5 letter is delivered to the U.S. Embassy there and that our adoptive son's visa is ready, and then....we can make plans to travel! (Still more tedious paperwork to get our own visas to travel for adoption purposes after we purchase our tickets--but at least it's another step closer, to seeing Julian again, and to bringing his brother home after all these years.)
- I am a wife, daughter, mother, bilingual teacher, poet, author, women's Bible study teacher, world traveler, orphan advocate, and an adoptive mother. Our adoption journey has been filled with a lot of hurt and loss, along with even more hope, grace, and healing. Through it we have experienced more of God than we ever bargained for and have watched Him miraculously redeem our story when we surrendered all the broken pieces to Him.