A funny thing happened on the way to my adoption

First of all I want everyone to send up a pray for a friend of mine who is in Russia and the court date has been pushed back. I promise I will get back to her in a minute.

I can say that I have always believed in God. I am not really sure when I first started to believe because I was a small child. I remember once playing with perfume behind the couch and I was pretending to be the Priest who was preparing the communion and wine in church. For me that is a very vivid memory perhaps because I understood the importance of communion or the smell of the perfume but I am sure now that it was because the 'wine' or perfume tasted really bad.

In my teenage years I can not say that I had a strong connection with my spiritual side. I know that when I went to college (Catholic college) I was chased by Nuns to make the weekly mass at the beginning but towards the end of the first semester I started to really enjoy the services and actually felt like I needed the services to make it through nursing school.

Fast forward to September 2007, silly me thought an international adoption was just a matter of filling out some paperwork and waiting for a call. Needless to say I learned quick that this was so not the case. I laugh at how funny it is that I was worried about my home study. Thank goodness I started this blog.

During this journey praying has become an almost non-stop part of the day. Not only for myself but for so many who have reached out to me and waited with me. Not that long ago (January 2009) I was flying to Detroit with my personal box of worry that I had already opened up.

I was so upset after the agency meeting in January the next day I was going to the agency to sever my relationship with them. On my drive to the agency this woman who is in Russia talked me off the ledge. I was done! I was just going to go about my life childless. I am not sure if this woman knows just how much apart of my adoption story she will be. She is the reason why I waited to hear what my agency said before I cut them loose.

Today I met up with someone who I had not seen since I was about 9 years old. This lady asked me how I was and to my surprise I told her that I was blessed and that I was thankful for my challenges.

I think for me even though I have had to wait a crazy amount of time in my opinion it was part of God's plan. I needed to grow. That is the facts. Just as I really feel that it is God's plan for her that she will make it through this hard time and she WILL hold her baby.

So I ask.....