Day 17 The saga continues and soooo does the Waiting and Waiting and Waiting.
I feel like we have been waiting for days for our court date. I am just dying for some kind of news, news to tell my family, news to tell my company and news to keep my sanity. I feel trapped in this situation and country with no escape. AAAARRRRRGGHHH!
Well I spoke to victor today and he said that the judge has to schedule our court date by Friday according to the Law.
As everyone knows patience is not a strength of mine. I also am not keen on Idle time. At home I always have a project going on. Whether it be professional or personal, always a project. I never give myself any downtime. Maybe that is the point of this snails pace, no control torture I am in. Maybe in some way I am suppose to learn to slow down an smell the flowers as they say. PS. There are a lot of smells here but none of them are flowers. Phewww!
17 days and we all officially miss home. Miss the house in TX we have yet to live in, Miss our friend s in Williamsburg, Miss our Family(London the most) ad yes it may sound crazy to some but my work. I am dying to dive back in to my hotel. I am just not cut out for this sitting around on someone Else's time table.
I like to be in control, yes I said it finally! Even though I know I am never in control, God is. I still get satisfaction from controlling simple things like, Schedules, working a plan or even the ability to go to the store when I want.
In addition I have been sick for 3 days. Post nasal drip to the point of nausea, body aches and a sore throat. With all our time spent with the children who knows what I have.(Black Plague, Typhoid Fever, etc...) we didn't think to bring any American medicine so I tried to go to the Pharmacy here and get what I thought would help. The only good it seemed to do is knock me out. Luckily the Dipiazzo's had some good old American drugs. Hopefully this is just a routine cold and it will be gone in a few days, although it has eliminated me from the soccer and WWE death matches for the time being. I've slept the majority of the past two days.
This evening we went to the Camp to see the kids. Like always we found Iliah and his brother together. They ran up to us and hugged us like it had been months since our last visit. Shortly there after we were surrounded by a dozen kids as we are the source of entertainment. Just the sight of Americans in the camp is odd to the children. All of them love to get their picture taken and then immediately want to look at it. We played catch and badminton. All of the kids want to talk to us but we have no idea what they are saying. We manage to communicate a little through charades and the use of two translation books we brought. It is a blast to see the kids flip through the books and find words to try and communicate with us. Tonight two of the boys were trying to ask me what I did, they found the word Army to ask me if I was in the Army and then the word for Boxer asking me if I was a boxer. How do I explain that I run a hotel? Heck do any of these children even know what a hotel is?
tonight while we were going through the translation books a couple of kids were playing soccer nearby. By accident one of them kicked a line drive and nailed Heidi in the back of the head. I mean nailed! Heidi tried to hold it in and was successful for about a min. She was able to put her sunglasses on and walk away before she broke out into tears. Super Prego strikes again!
The bot who kicked the ball struggled to find the right word and finally remembered ow to say sorry in English. Vlady, Iliah's brother would have non of it and told the boy something in Russian that made him go away in a hurry. All I know is it did not sound nice. He ten went over to Heidi and hugged her. He would not let go and kept looking up at her face to see if she was okay or still crying. After a few min he walked her back to her seat and helped her sit down.
It was soon time for us to leave and Iliah wrapped him arms around me. Vlady took Heidi's bag and held her hand and Leza went to Gummy(Jackie) and put her arm around her waist. Side by side hand in hand in three different embraces saying the same ting we walked to the exit. Each day the bonds between the siblings and us get stronger. Each day they show us in a new way how much they care for us.
We will take lots of pictures in the hopes that some other family will feel lead to adopt. Maybe even to adopt a sibling!
I feel like we have been waiting for days for our court date. I am just dying for some kind of news, news to tell my family, news to tell my company and news to keep my sanity. I feel trapped in this situation and country with no escape. AAAARRRRRGGHHH!
Well I spoke to victor today and he said that the judge has to schedule our court date by Friday according to the Law.
As everyone knows patience is not a strength of mine. I also am not keen on Idle time. At home I always have a project going on. Whether it be professional or personal, always a project. I never give myself any downtime. Maybe that is the point of this snails pace, no control torture I am in. Maybe in some way I am suppose to learn to slow down an smell the flowers as they say. PS. There are a lot of smells here but none of them are flowers. Phewww!
17 days and we all officially miss home. Miss the house in TX we have yet to live in, Miss our friend s in Williamsburg, Miss our Family(London the most) ad yes it may sound crazy to some but my work. I am dying to dive back in to my hotel. I am just not cut out for this sitting around on someone Else's time table.
I like to be in control, yes I said it finally! Even though I know I am never in control, God is. I still get satisfaction from controlling simple things like, Schedules, working a plan or even the ability to go to the store when I want.
In addition I have been sick for 3 days. Post nasal drip to the point of nausea, body aches and a sore throat. With all our time spent with the children who knows what I have.(Black Plague, Typhoid Fever, etc...) we didn't think to bring any American medicine so I tried to go to the Pharmacy here and get what I thought would help. The only good it seemed to do is knock me out. Luckily the Dipiazzo's had some good old American drugs. Hopefully this is just a routine cold and it will be gone in a few days, although it has eliminated me from the soccer and WWE death matches for the time being. I've slept the majority of the past two days.
This evening we went to the Camp to see the kids. Like always we found Iliah and his brother together. They ran up to us and hugged us like it had been months since our last visit. Shortly there after we were surrounded by a dozen kids as we are the source of entertainment. Just the sight of Americans in the camp is odd to the children. All of them love to get their picture taken and then immediately want to look at it. We played catch and badminton. All of the kids want to talk to us but we have no idea what they are saying. We manage to communicate a little through charades and the use of two translation books we brought. It is a blast to see the kids flip through the books and find words to try and communicate with us. Tonight two of the boys were trying to ask me what I did, they found the word Army to ask me if I was in the Army and then the word for Boxer asking me if I was a boxer. How do I explain that I run a hotel? Heck do any of these children even know what a hotel is?
tonight while we were going through the translation books a couple of kids were playing soccer nearby. By accident one of them kicked a line drive and nailed Heidi in the back of the head. I mean nailed! Heidi tried to hold it in and was successful for about a min. She was able to put her sunglasses on and walk away before she broke out into tears. Super Prego strikes again!
The bot who kicked the ball struggled to find the right word and finally remembered ow to say sorry in English. Vlady, Iliah's brother would have non of it and told the boy something in Russian that made him go away in a hurry. All I know is it did not sound nice. He ten went over to Heidi and hugged her. He would not let go and kept looking up at her face to see if she was okay or still crying. After a few min he walked her back to her seat and helped her sit down.
It was soon time for us to leave and Iliah wrapped him arms around me. Vlady took Heidi's bag and held her hand and Leza went to Gummy(Jackie) and put her arm around her waist. Side by side hand in hand in three different embraces saying the same ting we walked to the exit. Each day the bonds between the siblings and us get stronger. Each day they show us in a new way how much they care for us.
We will take lots of pictures in the hopes that some other family will feel lead to adopt. Maybe even to adopt a sibling!
You sound sick, or should i say you write sick ! I pray Heidi does not succomb to the same. Right now, it seems Iliah and Vlady are the only happy campers, but also so caring to take care of Heidi. I love all the pictures and looks like everyone (the Americans)are pulled in lots of directions by these kids ! Does this camp have supervisors of any sort ? How do they treat you ? Hope you get into the new apartment soon, some breathing space will help with all the anxiety of waiting around. I thought maybe English would be taught as a second language in the schools over there....Iliah will have so much to learn and experience...what fun you will all have once you are at home. Good luck, hoping the court date is soon. Love, Celeste
ReplyDeleteJust another day in paradise huh? You guys are troopers and you know it will be alife changing time you are having. Control man will take on a new and different demeanor by the end of this journey. Hope you feel better Jeremy. Hang in there and know that we miss you guys but are praying for you regularly
ReplyDeleteSo all those Marriott Reward points are coming in handy, huh??? WOW what a story... tears moistened my eyelids more than once. I feel the need to promote foreign adoption more than ever. Give us more... the details are great. What a trio of troopers you are. Praying for you & love you guys. cuzn Robb
ReplyDeleteHeidi here, writing on Jesse's identity. The tears have just been rolling down my face as I have read the story of the siblings love for their brother, Iliah and their sacrifice to let him go to another family without them. It is truly the love of Jesus in action. It sounds bittersweet.
ReplyDeleteI miss you all very much. I kiss London as often as I can, knowing that shortly I won't see her as often. I text to let her know that I love her. I'm literally dreading when the move is completed. She has been such a blessing to me. It's also been a blessing to know that I've made a difference in her life. Also, at the surprise party, I had the chance to get to know your dad a little bit better, Heidi. He really likes Jim. If I hadn't been totally exhausted, I would've stayed at the party longer to chat.
Please know that we are praying for you, Jeremy and Jackie as you all are traveling and going through the arduous process of adopting from the Ukraine. We love you and Williamsburg is already lonely without you guys. Hugs and kisses are being sent via the Holy
Spirit as I write this.