To say that things have been hard around here is an understatement. My uncle died recently. It was a shock to my family and everyone who knew and loved him. We still have no cause of death and may not for several months. He was a wonderful, interesting man. His style was impeccable, he had the best humor, and he was the life of the party. He didn't have any children of his own and so, in a way, I felt that my sister Courtney and I sort of took that place. Ever since I was a little girl, I have loved my Uncle Monte dearly. He was my favorite part of our family gatherings; his stories were like nobody else's I'd ever heard. He definitely kept us all entertained! His passing is a profound loss and although I had an extremely positive last interaction with him, I still feel that there is so much left to say. There will be a void in this life where he no longer exists. He was that kind of human being: irreplaceable. His memorial service was graveside in Glenwood, Arkansas last Friday morning and there was a torrential downpour while the approximate 20 of us stood with umbrellas underneath a huge tree, talking about what a mark my uncle made on this world and in the hearts of us all.
Our house in Harrison still has not sold. It has been on the market for two years next month. We've dropped the price to the point that if we take much less than the current asking price we will make no money on it. It's no surprise that the Harrison housing market isn't exactly booming. Ever. Every month we pay for that mortgage, our rental, and utilities for both houses. It is expensive and has drained us. I feel like we're throwing away a lot of money every month; money that could be used for many, many other purposes. Also, we've had the minivan that was gifted to us for sale for about two weeks now with no takers. One looker and another that is supposed to come tomorrow, but those are the only two bites overall. We are stuck in the adoption process until we have $890 for the next step. The home study has been finalized and we are ready to move on to applying for USCIS approval, but we can't write that check yet.
If this sounds like complaining, please forgive me. Things have not been going well lately and I am admittedly down. Robby and I are strapped for time, money, and other things. It's a rough patch that I am desperate to get out of.
Back to the home study: it was officially signed on June 26th. We are approved to adopt up to two children from Latin America up to the age of 7 years with medical special needs. Of course, we are in pursuit of Lene only, but that isn't recognized until we are officially matched with her. Every month she shows up on the priority adoption list and I am both happy that she's still available, yet sad that she doesn't have her family yet. I'm doing everything I know of to do- and I am willing to do whatever else I have to. I'm simply at a loss for what that is. I just want that little girl home. I cannot rest until she is here.
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