I read today that someone whose referral was submitted to the courts the first week of August has just been assigned a court date ... for Nov. 28. Courts are closed in Ethiopia, but I guess maybe they are still doing administrative work?
I am heartbroken that we're that far far far away. I had my heart set on end of October. Don't ask me where I got that from. I made it up. Still, it sounded good to me -- reasonable, and yet not ridiculously painful. But Nov. 28 (and it's not lost on me that that's not even OUR court date; it's someone else's) is ... it's ... well. It's three months away from TODAY -- not a long time away if you're waiting for a new car, or a vacation to Disneyland, or to get a cast off your leg. But for a baby that's already yours in everything but the technicalities, it seems just completely undoable. As in, I'll never make it. As in, I feel it in my stomach that I have to find a way to make this something other than the way it is.
Indulging, I know I am, in the bummerness. (Count your blessings! Chin up! Grow up!) Don't wanna. Not tonight.
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Very good blog.
Ugh, that depresses me, too! We are expecting our referral any day and I really hoped it meant we could be home before Christmas with our little ones. Not looking good. But I do hope the time between now and court will go very quickly. Your new little one sounds precious -- can't wait to see her picture eventually!
I'm sorry that it's looking so far out. I wish I had some thing to say that was cheerful and uplifiting, but that just sucks. I'll be thinking of you and hoping that it's sooner.
Oh, I'm so sorry about court moving so slowly. This time, what you are going through now, this is what I dread. My heart goes out to you.
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