I have come to a realization lately that friendship isn't bound by language. Isn't that amazing? Ali has had the greatest experience at the orphanage with a few children from
Ruslan's group. There are a couple of boys that look to be maybe 5 years old that totally took to Ali. They will daily come to her for hugs, wanting her to pick them up, and they try talking to her. Well, today we were playing outside with
Ruslan and his group came walking by and they ended up playing near us. Ali likes to "spy" on them and watch the children from a distance. Today their caregivers allowed these 2 boys to come play with Ali. They played together for at least an hour. First it was looking for snails, then climbed on the jungle gym, slid down the slide, etc. They just had the best time...the kids new she didn't understand them...but somehow they still managed to communicate. We have had a similar experience with another family that is adopting from the same
orphange. They are from Israel, speak very little English, but through hand gestures we manage to get our points across. They are a precious couple becoming a family of 3 with a beautiful 2 1/2 year old boy. What a miracle God works through adoption...allowing a couple to become parents who wouldn't otherwise get the opportunity. What an amazing God we have!
We started out our day on a very rough note.
Ruslan Clark was in RARE form and a terror...if you must know. To think of the calm easy kiddo we met those first couple of days.
WEW! I was looking for some gypsies to sell him to...hahaha...you know I am kidding. I left our visit completely disappointed. We went to lunch with another couple, then came back to our room to regroup for our afternoon visit. God reminded me that I did not agree to be
Ruslan's mom only when things were going well. I am his mom from now until forever...regardless of his actions. It is an honor to be his mother...I know God will direct my path. I waited a long time to be his mother....and am so blessed to have 2 children that God has trusted us with. I am so grateful for the woman that gave birth to him...I wish she could know he is loved and will be well taken care of.
So....I was a tad bit nervous to return for our afternoon visit. However, it went considerably well. He came out of his room all smiles and glad to see us. We brought him a new toy and he loved it. He played and played and was sad to say good bye. I wish he understood that we won't be saying good bye for much longer. Today was day 5 of our 10 day wait...then he will say good bye to the orphanage forever. I know that will be a bittersweet day for him...not fully understanding what is happening. Our precious boy just has no concept of what family is. I can't wait for him to figure it all out...and figure out that there are so many people that love him...something he has never had.
I must confess...there won't be any pictures...for a while at least. I knew I shouldn't have tried that. I erased our memory card.............can you believe it? Thank goodness it was a new card and not the one we used for most of the trip. This card we just switched out a few days ago. I couldn't believe it. I am just glad we only lost a few days worth of pictures. But, it did have a family picture that we took the day T.C. left...at his last visit to the orphanage. I know we will have many opportunities for family pictures soon! But, I think I messed up the format on the card also. Leave it to me!!!! I am going to talk to T.C. when he gets home about it and see what I need to do. I know I shouldn't have messed with a computer written in
Cyrillic. DUH!!!
T.C. gets home tonight...well, it is day there. I can't wait to talk to him. It is strange being this far away from him. Right about now my mom is waiting in the Houston airport to head over here. She is in for a culture shock. Ha!! I think she will arrive at our hotel around this time tomorrow evening. (well, evening here) She is flying in the same day as another American couple. One of the families we are here with have parents coming in tomorrow also. So, we planned Mom's trip around when they were coming in. That way our translator can drive them all here together. It is about a 4 hour drive from Kiev...which is where they are flying into. Mom is so excited to meet our little man. Hope he doesn't act like he did this morning! :)
Again, thank you for your comments and prayers. Jill...I bet you can relate to our stories....has it been 2 1/2 years since you were here? Kay...yes, I can imagine how Sarah felt when she held her son. It is something you just can't describe. Our little Samuel
Ruslan Clark is an answer to pray...it was just all in God's perfect timing.
Until next time.....