Larry and I went out to breakfast this morning. We found this little diner called 'The Nifty Fifty.' It's a retro little place that plays 50's music and, better yet, their prices might was well be out of a menu from the 50's. Good food, great price. So, there we sat. Enjoying coffee, awaiting our pancakes, eggs, and bacon...oh so good. While we were waiting for our food I decided to check my voicemail. And there it was. Our social worker called and said there had been some mix up on the finalization paperwork we signed on January 21st. Apparantly, another "somebody" was supposed to sign the paperwork before we did and our social worker jumped the gun and missed it. Now we have to re-sign it all again and wait another two weeks for the new papers to process. I cried when I heard the message. My heart was so set on being DONE! I told almost everyone in the whole entire world, only to follow up by SMS and facebook that the date has been changed. Urgggh! It is so frustrating. What made it worse was that I received a phone call on Tuesday confirming our court date on Thursday. I had planned a family portrait sitting for Thursday afternoon, wrote the kids' teachers so they would be excused from school...yes, frustrating! Larry was my rock this morning. He kept assuring me the adoption IS going through, just a few days longer. I was so glad he was with me when I listened to that message. I was even MORE glad when our social worker called me back. I didn't want to talk to her. He spoke to her and handled the whole ordeal quite nicely. And our poor waitress! I was in such a good mood when we arrived at the restaurant. I was looking forward to my breakfast and a good day at work, full of smiles. Then she comes to refill my coffee and I'm in tears! She just patted my back and said, "Have some more coffee." We finished breakfast, with me breaking down every 15 minutes or so. So, here I am...sitting in my office...waiting still. God must be trying to teach me a lesson. I must need to learn something through all this waiting. Patience? Trust? More patience? Whatever the lesson, God help me to learn so this all can be overwith. I trust you God.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Adoption Postponed
Larry and I went out to breakfast this morning. We found this little diner called 'The Nifty Fifty.' It's a retro little place that plays 50's music and, better yet, their prices might was well be out of a menu from the 50's. Good food, great price. So, there we sat. Enjoying coffee, awaiting our pancakes, eggs, and bacon...oh so good. While we were waiting for our food I decided to check my voicemail. And there it was. Our social worker called and said there had been some mix up on the finalization paperwork we signed on January 21st. Apparantly, another "somebody" was supposed to sign the paperwork before we did and our social worker jumped the gun and missed it. Now we have to re-sign it all again and wait another two weeks for the new papers to process. I cried when I heard the message. My heart was so set on being DONE! I told almost everyone in the whole entire world, only to follow up by SMS and facebook that the date has been changed. Urgggh! It is so frustrating. What made it worse was that I received a phone call on Tuesday confirming our court date on Thursday. I had planned a family portrait sitting for Thursday afternoon, wrote the kids' teachers so they would be excused from school...yes, frustrating! Larry was my rock this morning. He kept assuring me the adoption IS going through, just a few days longer. I was so glad he was with me when I listened to that message. I was even MORE glad when our social worker called me back. I didn't want to talk to her. He spoke to her and handled the whole ordeal quite nicely. And our poor waitress! I was in such a good mood when we arrived at the restaurant. I was looking forward to my breakfast and a good day at work, full of smiles. Then she comes to refill my coffee and I'm in tears! She just patted my back and said, "Have some more coffee." We finished breakfast, with me breaking down every 15 minutes or so. So, here I am...sitting in my office...waiting still. God must be trying to teach me a lesson. I must need to learn something through all this waiting. Patience? Trust? More patience? Whatever the lesson, God help me to learn so this all can be overwith. I trust you God.
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