One Year

It's been one year. One year since we walked into the overcrowded courthouse with several other families anxiously awaiting their turn in front of the judge. One year since we sat down in front of a judge with Tsega on our laps and answered question after question about our girl. One year since our adoption has been finalized and we legally became her parents (through the Ethiopian government).

And yet, this is isn't at all how I expected to commemorate this day. I didn't expect that a year later things would be the same if not messier than they were when we had to say goodbye to our sweet girl and board a plane without her to America. I did not expect that on this day I would have two children on two different sides of the world.

What I expected, what I had planned was that the four of us would all be together on the same continent, in the same house eating Ethiopian food, laughing, talking, and reminiscing about the past year. The growth that had been made, the hardships we'd overcome, and the memories created in our first year as a family of four. If things had gone my way, I would have two children asleep in their rooms right now and I would probably not be writing a blog post.

There are so many things I could say about the emotions this day brings. So many things I can say about the injustice of this whole situation and how I hate that our daughter is the one being hurt the most by all of this.

However, I won't bore you with the emotional rant, but I do want to ask for your prayers.

This blog has been pretty quiet over the past year, and that is mostly due to the fact that there really hasn't been much to update on. But, just because we haven't been updating doesn't mean we haven't been fighting. We have been fighting extremely hard and for an extremely long time. Our souls feel pretty beat down, and the weight of it all can be crushing to say the least. So if you think of us, please pray. Also pray for our daughter, I can only imagine how confused, lonely, worried, and a plethora of other emotions she has been going through over the past year. We don't get to communicate with her so we can't reassure her that we haven't forgotten about her or given up on her.

This battle has been arduous and we are VERY hopeful it will come to an end this year but if you could pray with us we'd greatly appreciate it.


The Jordans