We have finally finished everything! The paperwork is done and we are on to the next phase in the journey. More waiting =)!
But if I have learned anything from adoption 101 the first time around it is to always expect the unexpected. A social worker has found us. She has brought a little boy to my attention. His name is Riley and he has had a rough start, but has made tremendous strides. I told her we were not quite in the home stretch yet (this was about two weeks ago). She told me no problem. Then she sent me a flyer with pictures, contact information, and a request to talk to our teen social worker. I must say, I was pretty floored. And touched by the fact that she was actively seeking a home for Riley.
There are a few flaws in this happily ever after plan. The first is that he is a first contact. Which usually means in the adoption world first contacts have a very slim chance of panning out. It's sad, but true. For various reasons like it is raining green hail on Mars (they are usually stupid reasons) the social worker backs out.
The second is that Riley is bi-racial. Gasp... It doesn't bother me, as love knows no color, but sadly we have family who it may bother. Family who has not come out of the days of cotton and crow laws. The first time around Shannon was concerned about it, but we have come to realize that if our family can't accept choices than that is their problem not ours. Plus most of them are not seen on a regular basis. Or as my husband so eloquently said, "They can shove it!". I love that man.
The third and most daunting reason is that Riley has medical conditions. Nothing that will shatter the earth, but they are they. He wears braces to walk. He also has a condition that causes tumors to grown in his body. But he fights. He refused a wheelchair and learned to walk. He goes to preschool. He gardens, plays, and loves all things little boys love. In short, he had a lousy break in life.
It would also mean changes in a life that I have worked hard to obtain and enjoy. But sometimes the things we thought we wanted aren't really what we wanted in the first place. Life gives you choices to make and chances to take. So I have made the choice and am taking a really big chance.
Our social worker will be making a call next week. Our life will never be the same one way or another after it. But I am ready. Let the journey begin.