Let's see, we've been waiting for an answer from Timothy's country about a mix up, and it's been all week, and still nothing. I DO know that our facilitators have other people to help, and other little ones to get home. I do... but this is my little boy's life, and we need an answer.
John failed his final yesterday, and it was another blow for him that he just didn't need or deserve.
I woke up this morning to the sound of the street pumps pumping water out of the sewer/drainage system. This means that we probably had a few inches of water in the basement too, it always means that. I decided I better get down there and get the sump pump hose pointed out the window so the water would go down. When I got to the basement door, turned on the light, I realized that it was more than a few inches that we usually get. Our washer was floating. It actually ended up on top of the dryer, on it's side. There was about 4 feet of water down there. The washer and dryer, the water heater, and the furnace/ac are all toast. Seriously. Our storage area is a mess, and everything in there is destroyed now too. We have to spread things out and take pictures of all of the destroyed stuff for the insurance. Thank you God for insurance.
As bad as all of this is, and as horrible as this week has been, and as rough as it might be before it gets better, I know that God will bring us through it.
John not making it this semester means that he'll be here more, not in school all day, and studying. He can retake the class that he needs in January. That will give us the "freedom" that we'll need to jump on a plane as soon as they say that we can go get Timothy. It will also give him more time to bond with him once we're all home... Thank you God for showing us that You are even there with us when we think we've "failed".
The basement mess, is just that, a mess. It's going to be difficult, because we have got to get it all cleaned out, and we'll be without our furnace/ac, and washer and dryer for as long as it takes for the insurance to get payment to us so we can replace everything. The blessing in this is that all of those things will be new, and hopefully there won't be any major repairs for any of it for a long time. And, the basement will be really really clean because there isn't anything left down there to be ruined. There is another blessing in all of this too, but I don't want to really post it here until it's all taken care of.
Please pray that everything works out with all of this... God knows the needs, and He will provide. I know this.
In the mess of everything today, I realized again how great my family is. My brother didn't hesitate for a second to come help this morning, from an hour away. Mom was here to help with the kids while I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off. My sister jumped in her car and went and got Olivia from school for me so I could be here. Of course, John was at work, so he couldn't do anything but worry about his blubbering wife while trying to keep focused on his job. LOL
I also found out how awesome my friends are. Praying for us, and for everything that's been happening today. One of my friends even called to offer to bring us supper. I took her up on it, and she and her son brought the kids some McDonalds Happy Meals. THANK YOU all so much!! I'm so blessed to have such wonderful support from so many people. This journey has introduced me to so many new and dear friends(people who live close and who live far away too), people I might not have met if not for Timothy!
Tonight on the RR yahoo group one of the Moms posted a poem... of course it has the tears flowing again... I swear that I've probably cried about as much as what was in the basement... anyway... here's the poem...
KISSES IN THE WIND (The Waiting Child's Lullabye)
I hold you in my heart and touch you in my dreams.
You are here each day with me, at least that's how it seems.
I know you wonder where we are... what's taking us so long.
But remember child, I love you so and God will keep you strong.
Now go outside and feel the breeze and let it touch your skin...
Because tonight, just as always, I blow you kisses in the wind.
May God hold you in His hand until I can be with you.
I promise you, my darling, I'm doing all that I can do.
Very soon, you'll have a family for real, not just pretend.
But for tonight, just as always, I blow you kisses in the wind.
May God wrap you in His arms and hold you very tight.
And let the angels bring the kisses that I send to you each night.
--- © Pamela Durkota, written for Josh
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