April 07, 2006
Planning, panic and Prague
Indulge me, please, as I reminisce a bit. It was one year ago today that my cousin Sally and I arrived in Kiev. My husband John, still recovering from the adoption process of 5 freezing weeks in Ukraine, stayed home with our son.
We took the overnight flights, which were long and brutal, though Sally slept most of the time. I think she can sleep standing up. It's a talent I did not inherit.
Our flight was delayed, we missed our connecting flight in London, we had to fly to Prague and then Kiev. Quite the adventure. Natasha, our fearless facilitator, greeted us and dropped us off at a small apartment near Independence Square that would be our home for 2 weeks. Well, my home; Sally left after a week. I had to stay behind to deal with some crazy fingerprint snafu.
The next day, we would pick up Tara Vika from the orphanage. I remember lying in bed that night, looking out the window onto the gray buildings, knowing she had no idea we were coming for her.
We smile when we talk about it now. Quite the adventure, indeed.
To remember, visit the site:
http://www.adoptlove.com/cgi-bin/mt-comments.cgi?entry_id=263
Posted by Laura at April 7, 2006 12:33 PMPosted to Tara's Story
When I look back at pictures of Tara at the orphanage, I get this panicky feeling. She is so much ours, and we're hers, that to see her there, so many miles between us, it makes me feel some kind of urgency, as though we must never let a separation like that happen again.
A year ago, it was a simple, happy feeling, to be waiting to be unified and to have her here in the family.
Now, it is a much more deep-seated She-Wolfish "I'll-cripple-anyone-who-hurts-her" feeling.
You know, a real motherly, protective nurturing feeling.....;)
grrr
Posted by: karen wiz at April 8, 2006 12:31 PM