One Step At A Time

The day of the adoption party was a beautiful day. The air was fresh and clear and the sun was shining. I felt totally at peace and ready to meet these children we had been told about.

 

We arrived before the children, got signed in and tagged, and walked around the quaint farmyard.

 

 

We chatted with some people we had met before, then the supervisor for the children introduced herself and told us that they were on the way. We had been told that only 4 of the 5 children could come, but Theron had prayed that they would all be able to come.
Next thing I knew, Theron said, "They're here!" and there they were . . . all 5 of them. They were all together and just seemed like normal kids. They got signed in and got hot chocolate. I guess it was a bit chilly. Then we eased into talking to them and joining them in games of duck racing, bean bag tossing, and watching the animals. Then we were invited to go on a hay ride.
It was wonderful to see how they interacted with each other and talked freely with us. After the hay ride, they looked for pennies in a hay pile, then we went to launch pumpkins across a field. The boys really enjoyed that. There was talk of going through the corn maze, but then they called us to eat pizza, and then there was face painting and pumpkin painting. So much to do!
Before we knew it, our time was up and we hated to go. I really enjoyed spending time with each of them. I admired how the oldest one helped and held the youngest. I enjoyed some quiet introspective time with the lanky one petting the Great Pyrenees, a gentle giant on the farm. I marveled at the girl who was at the center, but not the center of attention. I was entertained by the one who would be my son's twin (he even talked as much). And lastly, I was charmed by the sweet toddler who put his hand in mine and melted my heart with a hug.
We said goodbye and in our hearts we hope to meet them again. We pray and wait for God to direct our steps.
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We have met with our adoption specialist and gone over the children's family history and initial assessments. We prayed more.
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And now we await a meeting with DFCS to go over the children's updated information and then possible visitation with the children.