Hi all! Let me give you just a little info on what going on with us and then we'll get to the good stuff.......PICTURES!!!!!!!!!
Laura's 12 month post placement visit was done today! 12 months!!! Our first Gotcha Day celebration will be February 17. I can't believe it's already been a year.
Laura's surgery to repair her lip will be next week February 5. Monday we were informed by Shriner's Hospital that they were closing the Galveston Hospital and she would no longer be their patient.......PANIC CITY!!!! But, we prayed because we believed that God gave her to us and that he would provide her care. Tuesday they called and said that they would do the surgery at another hospital but didn't know where and when. Some relief and more prayer. Friday the called and told us that her surgery would be performed at the Houston hospital on the regularly scheduled day. Doesn't God know how to test our faith? Nothing has changed except for a few days of having to believe His promises!
Lela is engaged and will be married March 14 at our house. She and her fiance are very much in love and we are very proud to have him as a son-in-law. He has a 21 month old daughter that we are crazy about. So, I will also become a grandmother on March 14. I wonder if she'll call Laura......Aunt Laura?
Basketball is in full swing, rodeo season is starting, garden is getting planted, life is full and busy and fun!
Some would gather money Along the path of life, Some would gather roses, And rest from worldly strife. But I would gather children From among the thorns of sin, I would seek a golden curl, And a freckled, toothless grin. For money cannot enter In that land of endless day, And roses that are gathered Soon will wilt along the way. But oh, the laughing children, As I cross the sunset sea, And the gates swing wide to heaven I can take them in with me!
I borrowed this poem from my friend Ellie's blog. It reveals my heart!
Laura December 2007
NEW PICTURE OF LAURA
Legacy of an Adopted Child
Once there were two women who never knew each other One you do not remember, the other you call Mother.
Two different lives shaped to make you one. One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
The first one gave you life, and the second taught you to live it The first gave you a need for love, the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name One gave you a talent, the other gave you aim.
One gave you emotions, the other calmed your fears One saw your first sweet smile, the other dried your tears.
One made an adoption plan, that was all that she could do The other prayed for a child, and God led her straight to you.
Now, which of these two women, are you the product of?
Both, my darling, both Just two different types of love.
Laura's Referral Picture
LAURA'S REFERRAL POEM
Every child that is placed with a family through Children's House International gets their own special poem written for them and the members of the group try to guess from the clues in the poem where the child will live and who will be their forever family. Laura's referral name was Betsy, thus the title of the poem:
Tiny Baby Betsy
Tiny baby Betsy With the precious tiny ear, Listen very closely What is it that you hear?
Way off in the distance A place where oil overflows! Your family is excited! As YOU they get to know!
To wish upon a LONE STAR, Betsy, That you know they are coming soon To welcome you to their Fair Field Where newly twinned penquins croon.
You'll have older brothers, And a sister to love on you. With Mom and Dad to adore you more Than we can have a clue!
Your family loves you, Betsy, And will provide for your every need. Plenty of food and medical care Await you, yes, indeed!
So, dream your baby dreams right now And grow from day-to-day. Your family is getting closer! They'll come for you when they get TA!!!!
Laura and her Nannie
Laura at 10 months old
Another Child Waits
I've watched my friends go home from here, to their families, one by one, Yet here I stay thru all these years, Waiting for you to come.
I know that I'm not perfect, Yet they tell me that I'm bright, I just wish that you could only look, past what is wrong, to what is right.
I've watched my friends go home from here, I dream of how that'd feel, A pair of loving arms to hold me, Will this dream ever become real?
I know that I would be home by now, If not for fears of the unknown, Yet I have many of my own you see, In that you're not alone.
I've watched my friends go home from here, It's happening to Meili today, But wait! Her Mama has something for me, I take it and don't know what to say.
With trembling hands, I open the book, And peek at what's inside, A picture of a family, "Can this be true?" I cried!
I've watched my friends go home from here, It's my turn now, it's true, I linger at the gate for one last time, Then bravely walk on out with you.
A poem by Bev Schwab (an adoptive mother through Children's House International)