When we began this adoption a long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, I had expected it to go well. We've adopted twice before, and David and I felt like adoption pros. But how wrong I was. As things went from bad to worse, I began to rely on other people in adoption-land for help and support. As much as people in your life try to empathize with you when things are hard, there is a giant chasm of "you-just-don't-get-it" that I feel at their words. Two women who have also gone through a lot in their adoption journeys are Heather and Anne (see my links section). Heather's adoption saga just came to an end, and it was a nightmare. But each day I checked her blog--knowing that someday, something had to go right for her. And it did. She inspires me and has encouraged me every step of the way. If she was able to persevere, I can too. Anne and I don't know each other--we've never spoken, except to each leave a polite comment on each other's blogs. But I discovered Anne's blog last year and was so drawn to her and her family and their quest to bring Hayat home. Her wit and down-to-earth attitude left me inspired many times, and when she finally had Hayat in her arms, I actually cried!
So here I am, on the verge of either a mental breakdown or able to see this thing through. I will see it through. Even though Zenabu's case was denied--again--and I don't know when this will end, I can't give up. He's my son and he's part of our family. We ache for him. And if anyone is reading this blog and has also experienced some kind of setback in their adoption dreams, I hope I can somehow be an encouragement to you to keep going. Do not give up!