Well-the happy news is that I received my immigration paper on Tuesday and it's at the Vietnam consulate today. Taht was a huge stressor lately-it got hung up in the Portland office with several others from my agency. And we all needed to have it in Vietnam ASAP . . .
And then the news this morning-one of the babies belonging to another family from my agency died from pnemonia. This is the third baby to die in a week in the orphanges over there from pnemonia-although the first from one of the orphanges my agency is affiliated with. They were supposed to be traveling soon too. I'm so sad for them-even though they never held her or saw her other than in pictures-she was a member of their family. I know this-because that's how i feel about Josie. I know my family feels that same way. In a way-we all feel a loss-because it could've been any one of our babies. And now-we're all scared to death for the welfare of our children-we have no idea how they are.
Makes my worry over a silly piece of paper seem ridiculous now . . .
Rest in peace-little Faith . . .I hope you felt how much you were loved.