I was standing in line at the grocery store yesterday wondering why it was so crowded for a Tuesday evening. Ella was home with her brother, and after I explained her absence to the disappointed cashiers I questioned the chaos in the store. That is when I discovered that Thanksgiving is next week.

Next week? Where has time gone this month? It is already the middle of Adoption Awareness Month and I have not succeeded in getting anything written in our local newspaper about adoption. Not one to give up easily, I will send another email off tonight after I finish this blog.

My other frustration is that Ella has been home for almost eighteen months and I still haven’t succeeded in forming a local group of parents with children born in Guatemala or Central or Southern America. I know that there are at least fifteen young children from Guatemala in our fair city, but to my knowledge they don’t get together at all. I’ve approached a couple people that I met randomly, but they were less than friendly. When I brought Ella home I discovered that another couple using the same agency had brought home a son a week before me that was the same age as Ella. I found their email address on our agency’s web group and sent a greeting suggesting that we could perhaps get together in the future. I’m still waiting for a response…

Okay, having children adopted from Guatemala in common doesn’t mean we have to be close friends, but I think it would be great for the children to get together, especially as they get older. Am I expecting too much?

I know that I can drive seventy miles and join a big group in a nearby city, but honestly, that is just not close enough right now. My friend P has a daughter from Guatemala that I’ve blogged about, and is in the process of adopting again. Another young mother I met several months ago is waiting for her daughter to come home, and together I think the three of us can pull off some good celebrations with our families. We lost one young family and their adorable son E when they moved south. That was a sad day indeed, as E’s Mom was a great organizer as well as being an enthusiastic and energetic person and little E was precious; you can read about him in this blog.

So today I’m focusing on incomplete goals and the fact that time is flying by. But then I remember that I have an active toddler who is incredibly funny and sweet that I spend my day with, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.


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