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Change Of Plans

Well, our travel plans got changed. We will now be headed to Rwanda a week later. The Minister and her family have the Swine Flu (among other issues that have come up). So, we will be traveling sometime around November 7th instead. I am bummed. . .I want to meet my boy sooner and not later. . .one of my friends was going to be in Ethiopia meeting her son the same week I was going to be there and I was VERY excited about that. . .and this changes our Thanksgiving travel plans and we won't be able to go to Missouri and Oklahoma for Thanksgiving and that makes me sad. God knows. I can't wait to know, too!

Comments

emily said…
Trusting in God's timing with you- maybe our delay today will keep us in country at the same time.

Can't wait to see you (in person or pics) with your boy. :)
Jamie said…
It can be so difficult for the waiting. I am so jelous you will already be in Rwanda soon. I can't wait until we get there as well.
I can't wait to hear about your travels to meet your son.
Congratulations!!
4-more said…
Hi Jamie! My brother-in-law, brad davidson referred me to your blog...so amazing to hear that you will be meeting your little boy SO soon...i will be praying that the time from now till then flies by! My husband and i are hoping to begin filing adoption paperwork within the next year, i can't wait! in the meantime i'm working with some other women to start a non-profit organization that is seeking, among other things, to help meet some needs at the home of hope orphanage. if you have a second check out our blog--our website will be up in about a month!--christina

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