I am getting picked up in 5 hours to head to the airport. For those of you doing the math, that means I am getting picked up at 3am (Kiev time). It is an awesome feeling, knnowing I am taking my son home to meet his family. I am so excited. This journey has helped me learn a lot about myself. I think I have grown a lot during this time. I have never been "on my own". I was very scared to be in a foreign country without my family, especially Bill, but I made it, and I think I am leaving here a better person than I was when I arrived. I have a new appreciation for my family. I have always appreciated them, don't get me wrong, but I think being away from the people you love the most makes you more aware of how much they mean to you. I am aching to hold my children again, and I can't wait to be in my husband's arms!
Ukraine will always hold a piece of my heart though. This country gave me Patrick, and I will forever be greatful to Ukraine and even Patrick's birth parents for this opportunity.
I hope that as JoAnn and I walked down the street this past week with 3 Down Syndrome children that someone saw us and learned that these kids deserve a chance. I hope that in adopting Patrick I have helped other people see the need for orphans around the world that need a forever family.
Next post will be from home, and...."There's no place like home!"