Not just Maria this time!
We had stopped at the store to buy some animal crackers to make it almost like a party. Maria helped me pass them all out, and the kids chomped merrily as they scoped out each others gifts. They were so kind and thankful.
|Oh, our sweet Gliep. We just love this child.|
Today was the day Maria received her hair accessories, from Papa. “Spaseba Papa,” she smiled at him.
|It’s official, she’s a size 6x!|
We gave Maria the letter from her Auntie, Uncle and Cousins. “We love you Maria and can’t wait to meet you.”
“Can you play with us?” the other kids begged us.
“We can’t today,” we told them.
“We need to talk to her today about how you guys have to leave,” Dasha told us. “I’ll help translate.” We went outside to be alone with her, and I pulled out a jewelry kit I got at target. We started making the charms together, all of us, and told her we had something to talk to her about.
“Maria, we love you very, very much. Mama and Papa are working very hard to bring you home so that you can be with your family. Tomorrow, Mama and Papa have to go home on an airplane, because the law here says we can’t bring you home yet. But listen to us, we will be thinking about you every single day, and we will be asking God to take care of you, and we will be getting your room ready. It’s going to feel like a really, really long time honey. Our hearts will hurt without you with us, and right when it feels like it’s almost been too long, you are going to look outside, and guess who is going to be knocking on the door, ready to come get you.”
“Mama and Papa!” she said, happy.
She was happy! She understood, she knew. Her heart had been being prepared.
“Who is going to be thinking about you everyday, and will get on a plane and travel the world for our sweet girl, our precious daughter so, so soon?”
“Mama and Papa.”
“Who do Mama and Papa love so, so much?”
She looked at us. First me, then Andrew, and looked down.
“Me,” she said softly, her smile wide.
We went upstairs and drew pictures of our family since we couldn’t print any pictures of the three of us.
|She always draws herself blonde|
We put the pictures in her locker, and wrote, “We love you Maria! We will be back soon!” in English and in Russian. (Thank goodness we had given her that Hello Kitty glitter glue!)
God’s gift to us. A treasure worth the search, worth any “sacrifice” and worth the wait. Our angel.
|“Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.” Ephesians 3:20|
|Look out California!|
Maria put her hands on mine and told me something in Russian.
“I’m sorry baby, I don’t understand,” I said, sad. “Is ok, mama! I lurn inglish! Fon, two free, four FIVE!” she said proudly to cheer me.
That girl :’)
She remembered the numbers we were practicing in the car.
We took her in our arms, and I burried my face in her cheek to give her a kiss. “We will be back soon,” I whispered. She grabbed both of our hands and we walked out, towards the car. The other kids saw us leaving and RAN as fast as they could to meet us. They ran to the gate and jumped and waved and blew kisses. “DASVIDANA!!! BYE! DASVIDANA!!” It was a loud roar from the kids.
“BYE BYE BYE BYE!!!!!!!”
|“Bye mama and papa”|
Oh my heart. Those children are incredible.