It's Daily

For those of you who check in here thinking, "I wonder how their adoption is going?" I have to apologize that I've not put most of the play-by-play on this site.  Rest assured we work daily to bring home those beautiful children; in fact, it's easily become my full-time unpaid job with a healthy offering of overtime.  It's just that when you accomplish making some connections and this particular fellow is willing to make phone calls on your behalf and that lady over yonder will meet with so-and-so for your cause, the fellows and ladies just sorta don't like it all being advertised.  I'm no poker player, but I think there's something about not showing your hand of cards 'round the room in the middle of the game.  Or somethin' like that.  Anyway, I will share with you, loving people who check in on us, here, that we have lobbied politicians and bureaucrats, networked with adoption professionals and adoptive parents, and Googled a bizarre array tidbits -- anything and everything that might remotely assist in a solution.   We have tacked to our wall the flow charts of government agencies and concept maps of strategic connections to anyone with influence.  We have the "Getting the Kids" (a.k.a. flying out the door things to do and calls to make from the mini-van) list.  We have "What needs taken care of in our classrooms" list.  The "After Kids are Home" list (legal items, health professional items, helping them get in contact with their best friends from BRESMA items...).  I don't have a list of the lists, although maybe this post qualifies?

And the longest list of all -- the "Thank You" list.  Anything that has created even a step of progress is due to the help, skills, connections and/or support of our families, friends, colleagues, neighbors, students, acquaintenances, my hairdresser, the copy guy at Staples  .  .  .  Incredible collective effort!      

And by the way, CHAD insisted on taking this picture.  He said "It's what you looked like this whole summer."  I include it here only because blog entries seem, well, more legit if there's a visual aid.  It's certainly not because I make t-shirts look good.  Hmm.  Surprise-surprise -- it's a Maroa-Forsyth basketball shirt.