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I remember flying over the Gulf of Mexico with the feeling that I should it ever go dry I could fill it back up with the tears my heart wanted to release. I had just left my wife for the first time since we had been married and my daughter whom I barely knew. I left them in another country with no certainty whatsoever of their soon homecoming. I rested in my faith and in the knowledge that my wife was a strong and capable woman.

February drew to a close quickly and we still had heard nothing from the judge in Quetzaltenango. Kristina was working with the staff of Palabra De Vida in their various ministries around the country. Each opportunity that she had to visit Mi Hogar Manchen and see Mia she took. The nursery workers their were always happy to see Kristina. Mia was even happier when Kristina would arrive. Looking back it seems strange to think of only seeing Mia once a week or even every two weeks for just a couple hours. Here is what Kristina wrote about one of her trips.

Today has been pretty much the same except that I went and visited Mia today. I went to Antigua with Jennifer to see Mia. I spent about an hour there.

Mia was very happy to see me. When I walked in she was lying in her crib and she looked up and saw me and just started smiling and kicking. That made me feel good. She was happy as usual, she loves sucking on her fingers or my fingers. She is so beautiful, I can't wait to get her here with me. I called Cody on the cell so he could speak to her. I held the phone to her ear and she just looked with her eyes wide open (like where is he) it was precious. They asked me to leave today, they have never done that before. The workers came and told me that time was up. I understand in a way, but a part of me is like whatever this is my baby. But I said ok and laid her in her crib and kissed her goodbye, she smiled at me. I leaned down and told her I loved her very much.

I really miss home today. I can't wait to return to the US!.

March arrived and Kristina was suffering through a pretty intense stomach virus. We still had no word from the judge in Quetzaltenango. We didn't even have a timetable for when we might know. Kristina cried each evening as she was caught in limbo of wanting to be home in her own bed and yet she was sleeping 30 miles from her daughter who was in an orphanage.

Time rolls on...

The Mummau Series
1. Choosing To Adopt
2. Why International? Why Guatemala?
3. The Call From Guatemala
4. The Process Begins
5. A Prelude To Mia
6. How Can You "Choose" A Child - Leaving Others Behind?
7. Peer Into The Heart - Journal Entries
8. Meeting Maria - Finding Mia
9. Leaving Our Daughter...is that...no way!
10. Rivers of Waiting
11. Mistakes, Intentions, and Naivety - How Hope Began To Die
12. Alone in Guatemala and Waiting
13. Time Marches On - Goodbye Mia for Now
14. Joyful Gringos in Quetzaltenango
15. Mia Mia
16. Abuela Comes To The Rescue
17. Doctors, Couriers, and Delays
18. Even So, You Won't Believe This
19. The Summer of Frustration Ends
20. Fall Approaches with Broken Hearts...Teeth
21. 1600 Miles from Tecpan (pt.1)
22. 1600 Miles from Tecpan (pt.2)
23. Kristina Comes Home
24. Mia's First Steps
25. December's Momentum
26. An Angel In The Embassy? I
27. An Angel in the Embassy? II
28. A Christmas to Remember...and Forget
29. Daddy's 2nd Visit
30. Clash at The Embassy
31. We're In The PGN! OK Let Us Out!
32. Accomodations
33. The Pencil - Never Give Up
34. Exiting the PGN...sort of
35. Exiting the PGN...yet again
36. Daddy Has Enough
37. The Countdown Begins
38. Easter Brings Hope
39. Sit With Me in San Cristobal
40. T-Minus a few things and counting
41. My New Favorite Color
42. Hope Becomes Reality-The Embassy Interview
43. Mia Mummau Goes Home


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