Have you ever been so calm and serene about something that normally would have all your senses on edge? You know, something so important that there is no way anyone other than you understands the urgency, cares so deeply, acutely knows how monumental the situation really is more than you?
Usually when I am undertaking a new adoption process, (as I write that it makes me laugh. Adoption has become common routine for me. Awesome!) I become what I call hyper Type A. I micromanage every aspect of every piece of paperwork, both the paper I am responsible for as well as those items that are not my duty: think home study, fingerprinting, background checks, visa approval, etc.)
I become hyper-aware of every minute passing that could be used to complete some vital part of the adoption process.
This time has been very different. There are some big unknowns around this adoption. I am going with a new home study agency. It is not so common to adopt a sibling group of this size in Illinois. I have absolutely no idea about how the time frame is going to unfold. All things that would send me reeling into "figure out every facet of every possible scenario" mode, but oddly not happening.
Foolish, foolish me to think that I had really matured that much.
A dear friend asked me to send her an email about the kids. She wants to help raise awareness of our adoption to encourage prayers and financial support. I was excited for her support and set out to write to her about the kids.
I shared what Eastern European Outreach had written about them and then I included personal details about the afternoon I spent with them along with observations from college students who had spent the last three weeks with them.
I thought I would be sharing basic details about their ages, looks and personalities, and I did that. But I learned something as I wrote to her.
Here is a picture of Masha along with what I wrote about her.