January 02, 2008
Back in the groove
In the darkness this morning, I pushed open the bedroom door covered in Dora stickers and slinked over to the small bed to get a closer look at the little lump under the butterfly blanket. She was so snug. I leaned in to kiss her warm head, her messy morning hair in a swirl around her face. "Time to wake up sweetie pie," I whispered in Tara's ear.
She pulled the covers over her head and flipped over, her knees tucked in and her bottom straight up. I knew how she felt. Austin felt the same way. He was in the next room trying to slick his hair into place with water. Can it really be the day to go back to school and work after 11 glorious days off for the holidays?
It seemed like we had so much time to do a lot, or nothing at all. To visit family and friends, or stay home and get cozy on the couch. We didn't even always answer the phone (sorry). What a luxury.
Now I sit in my office, actually missing those little buggers. Co-workers come by with post-holiday cheers and the courteous questions about how vacations were spent. But we are all carrying the dark clouds over our heads: the holidays are over. Now it's time to get crackin' on 2008. But can't we pull the covers over our heads just one more time?
Posted to Tara's Story
What a great description of waking Tara up. It's the kind of half dreamy state that every kid still in the orphanage dreams of...Mama coming in, to your own room, in the dim light of dawn and waking you up for school.
I pray for all the mothers and fathers out there: Stay with their adoption process, no matter how difficult and frustrating. Don't give up on a child who is waiting for you to gently wake them up. Don't give up on a child who is waiting to find their dream is real.
Posted by: karen wiz at January 7, 2008 12:50 PM