So the last few days have been a frenzy of activity. I really really want to get the room put together before the long weekend is over.
I have also been acutely aware that my life is about to change fundamentally, and will never be the same again. At the same time, I have been really thinking a lot about how Alexandra's life is about to change. I have changed her name, I am about to take her away from everything she's ever known -- the language, the people, the foods .... most likely the smells, the sounds, and feel of fabrics too. She's never been out of the orphanage, and I am about to spend a week with her running errands in Moscow, then put her on an airplane for a miserably long trip ....and then put her in a completely strange environment. Tall order for a little girl. We'll see how she'll do. Obviously, growing up in an orphanage, however familiar, and nice it may be is not the best situation for a child. Obviously, I will be able to provide more opportunities for travel, education, medical care (should she need it), then she would get at the orphanage. But I feel really so much better about it all after attending one of my good friend's Labor Day party. Some people there were my good friends, others people I see at parties -- maybe a few times a year. I was so touched by the support and encouragement, and offers of help from people -- it really made me feel like I could manage this situation, and that Alexandra is a lucky little girl ...eagerly awaited in her new home, and with a large extended family (biological and not) ready to embrace her and make her part of our lives.
Transitions are hard, but kids are above all adaptable! She'll be just fine I'm sure :)
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