Journal #8
The beginning of the adoption process creates "cyberhermits." Everyday I wake up vowing to not be like...THIS. The more time I spend in virtual adoptionland the more I realize I am not an alien, there are many other creatures evolving into the same being, and most importantly those who I have met not evolving into THIS are in the incubating stages before the birthing. Could this be "adoptioncy" opposed to pregnancy? I tend to believe this creates a language that only those of us who embrace the excitement, anxiety, and vulnerbility of this process can understand. What is the driving force to this self-inflicted torture? Fear. Not a promising remark from someone who believes she is an "optimist" but the support, and assurance from those of you (finished with the process) who are graciously blessing us with your time and experience, provide us with HOPE. HOPE is our indicator of being able to approach the finish line...SUCCESSFULLY. Of course we know we will get there, but if you are a cyberhermit, you probably are trying to approach adoption in a methodical and logical format. To be methodical and logical means remaining in a state with detached emotions. Here was my plan. Step one was to figure out a country. Check. Step two was to select an agency using the process of elimination method. Check. Step three was to read, study, review, and rereview (did I make up a word) all information. In between, the I600A and the homestudy would be a work in progress. At the time of completion I would put everything aside so I could continue my life in a usual fashion since this part is quite straight forward with an outlined timeframe. When all of the above was completed and the I171h was in our hands. We could talk about baby names, baby rooms, travel plans, and other essential planning.
Doesn't quite work the way I planned. This must be morning sickness. Emotionally detached? Impossible. Fighting it is hopeless. Trying to force changes is usless. EMBRACE IT! Conclusively, I am so delighted to be so committed mind, heart, and soul. Now I reflect with these final words. For one to give all of themselves to engage in a journey of love, devotion, and completeness of their family must be a sign that the rewards of our endurance will never be able to be translated into words.
To those of you I have recently met by phone, email, and chat boards. All of you are such special people. No matter if you are in the very beginning, painfully waiting, or successfully home all of you have a gift of understanding. The generosity of time and emotions are priceless. Thank you so much for this journey together so all of our paths could cross during such a special time in our lives.
I can't wait to see your emails with PHOTOS when you come home!!!