2 days to court.
It's been a few days of mild to severe agony, but I've come to accept that we have no control over the outcome, and that whatever is to be will be. This doesn't mean bad news won't be diffcult, but it won't kill me or Amelie. It won't mean she's not coming home, just that she's coming home 2 months later than previously expected. I'm hoping to remain in this more accepting state as we await any shred of news tomorrow. It could very easily go either way, and we're hoping to hear something tomorrow about the MOWA letters that so many families need to pass court this week. I have a great deal of faith in the abilities of our agency and the attorney working for us in Addis. Our director was contacted yesterday about the status of the letters and he simply said he couldn't discuss it, and that we'd know something by Monday. No news was actually good news....
Daniel and I are spending this evening in meditation, focusing purely on this situation for all involved, and hope to gather personal strength. The kids all know what's going on and they seem concerned, but are handling it all so well... they're so much more 'in the moment' than adults are. They're great teachers that way.
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