So it has been a few days since I updated about our “Great Adventure” of hosting two orphans from Latvia. Wow, what an adventure it has been. To say it has far exceeded my highest expectations would be the understatement of the year. We were warned about awkwardness and other issues that could be present at the start of the hosting process, and we have been very fortunate/blessed to have not experienced any of that at all. In fact the opposite has been true. These two precious kids have joined right in like they have been a part of our family for forever. This is not to say that there hasn’t been any challenges, because there have been plenty. That’s to be expected when you have a four year old and a seven year old on the other side of the world from everything they know and love in a country where everything is completely different. Not to mention the differences in the language. Throw in a dose of kids being kids and there have been challenges. It became quickly clear that “P” was all girl because she simply did not like to be told “No.” That doesn’t mean that we have not told her no, but just that there have been a few meltdowns over it. It has not been too bad of a problem, and it has been something that was managed easily enough by Brandi or I.
The greatest problem that I have had? I am in love with these two kids. I’m talking head over heels, don’t ever want to let them out of my sight love for these two. That is a problem. Especially when in a little over three weeks from now I have to take them to the airport to get on an airplane to fly halfway back across the world from me. The mere thought of this happening brings tears to my eyes. It’s horrible, simply horrible. It breaks my heart to think about sending them back to an orphanage where they will be exposed to who knows what. Breaks. My. Heart.
But that is exactly what will happen on January the 12th. Do not bother calling me the 12th, or the 13th. Odds are I will not want to talk to you. Not when two large pieces of my heart are across the world from me.
Unfortunately, because of their age they are not currently available for adoption. If/When we host them again in the summer it could positively influence our chances of starting the adoption process, but because of Latvian’s laws we might have to wait two years before we could adopt them, until “P” is nine years old…
For what it is worth- if you were to say anything to me about me crying I will:
- Immediately deny it.
- Punch you in your throat.