So I had this awesome plan. Then, life happened! Now, things are even more awesome
A few weeks ago my husband stumbled upon the Single Dad Laughing blog. The author adopted his son and has written several heart warming posts about the experience. This reminded me that it had been a while since I’d looked up the laws on Indian adoptions. We’ve been ready to do this for quite some time, but the laws in India said adoptive parents had to be at least 30 so we’ve been waiting.
Well, they changed the laws this year. The minimum age was dropped. We’ve now officially begun the process. I’ll leave it at that since I’m not sure yet how much I plan to blog about this process. Needless to say, I’m so excited. I know it’ll be a long process but being able to finally get started makes it so much more tangible.
This kinda turns that spreadsheet I previously blogged about upside down and on it’s side. Things have been re-ordered and I might get rid of a couple vacations, but I’m thrilled for that and wouldn’t have it any other way.
But, for the smaller things… I’m still making them happen
One of the goals I had was to give back, but I left it very open ended because I wasn’t sure how I’d get there. I’m still not sure, but I feel like I’m going in that direction. Tonight I began volunteering at a local community center, as a reading coach. I am hosting a book club for 10 elementary school and middle school aged kids. We’re reading Nothing but the Truth, by Avi. The experience was pretty awesome. I know I enjoyed it thoroughly and the kids seemed to really enjoy themselves as well. I hope they are looking forward to next week as much as I am!
There was one thing during book club that particularly stood out. The book is a modified epistolary novel, so we had fun bouncing from diary entries to letters to dialog to memos. In one of the dialogs the lyrics to the Star-Spangled Banner are written out. A girl in the group asked if she could sing it. By the time she was done, everyone in the room was singing with her. It was so incredibly touching to be a part of that and something that’s definitely been committed to my memory.