People keep asking if they recognized us when we got there. That moment looked a little like this: Miss Jess was hysterically crying and Mr. Nathan was just warming up for some good tears. fortunately Papa came and Mr. Nathan was fine. Papa is Nathan's version of a security blanket. (I can't blame him. I like to be held by those same arms.)
I've been watching all the videos over and over again. By the time we go back again in June, Jessica will have a whole lot more words to say. We'll miss her transition from "Di-Di-Da" to something closer to her name. I hope she'll still be singing and marching and happy. I pray desperately that they stay healthy and well. Nathan will be talking. And all of that in Creole.
It's been about 18 months since we received Nathan's referral. Oct 1, 2007. People hear that we'll be going to visit them again in June and they say, "You really don't think they'll be home by June??"
"No...", I tell them. "We still have about a year." That's always my answer.
Some people bother to stop and listen and find out about Haiti and why it takes that long. Most people just move on with their day and probably don't think about it again until the next time they see us.
Haiti is always on my mind. My babies in Haiti, specifically. Are they happy? Did Nathan get over the gunky cough he had in his chest? Do they think of us? What DO they think of us? When will we all be home, in this little house, in this quiet little street, snuggled on the couch together.
How many more months? I wish I knew. It takes as long as it takes. It is what it is. In the meantime, we try to find ways to do fundraisers for the orphanage. And we dream about the next time we're together.
A friend was just discussing a major life event that she has longed for but it has not yet come about. She said something about, "If I just KNEW that it wouldn't happen, then I think things would change for me and I wouldn't be so discouraged with this constant waiting." So I've been thinking about that process as well. We have to have hope. We must. But hope without faith is pointless.