Well, as I sit here and type, I am getting ready to head back home tomorrow morning. I've packed all of Caroline's clothes, toys, and activity centers. As I look at all her stuff, tears are flowing down my face. It's just not fair that a mom must leave her daughter in a foreign country to be "raised" by a stranger. Something is just not right about this situation. I even have to think that God is sad tonight as well. It's pouring rain! God is sending down his tears for us in Guatemala. I sadly leave here without having Caroline's PA and without any knowledge of why we don't have it. I'll send them another email on Monday morning and if no reply, then I'll call our senator's office. I'm hoping that since we have stayed so long in this step, then the last step will fly by! In order to make myself feel better, I always make our next set of reservations before I leave. Of course, I don't know when we are coming back to pick her up, but I wanted something to hold onto. I reserved the week before Thanksgiving and the week of Thanksgiving. However, I pray that it will be sooner and not later.
I often wonder if Caroline understands why her mommy is leaving her or if she is too young to "get it". My mom says that she is too young and her happy disposition eases the transition. What do you think? Someone once told me that leaving each time gets a little easier, but I think it just gets harder. Leaving seems to represent one more thing/step that we are missing.
As Caroline's shirt says...SMILE!!! I'll see you soon my little girl!

Smile Mommy! I'll see you soon!

YUMMY! My burp cloth tastes great!

She is her Daddy's girl!
Mommy's little angel!
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