Hello, Hello!
Here are the happenings for the week. Last Thursday, Sofia's pal, Jeimy, left Zuetana with her new family. They will be living in California. I didn't realize just how close the girls became over the past three weeks. Sofia reached out and clung to Jeimy when we said our goodbyes. I had to peel her off crying and screaming. Both girls were crying. Actually, there really was not a dry eye in the room. Sofia really must be so confused with all the people in her life coming and going. She was not herself all that day. I really believe she understood she would not see Jeimy again.
Saturday, Sofia and I went on yet another outing. We drove with some other families to Mina De Sal, an inactive salt mine in Nemocon, which is about an hour from Bogota. I knew in advance that it would be a long day and not very entertaining for an active toddler. I look at it as eight hours out of the hotel so, off we went. I must say, Sofia was a trooper throughout the day. I knew Colombia exported coffee and roses however, I had no idea salt is their primary export. The country side is absolutely beautiful. Before we headed out for our second stop, the "Catedral de Sal" or Salt Cathedral, (a major tourist attraction) in Zipaquira, we stopped at a small village bakery to get the children a snack. They served warm breads and the best cookies I have ever had. As our group was eating, two young boys about 6 and 11 came in asking everyone for money. Our guide, Diego, discouraged us from giving them money or buying them food. He explained there are many homeless children in this area and that giving them money encourages more begging. The 6 year old then discovered leftovers at a table that hadn't been cleared. He called for the older boy to come and eat. When he did not come, the little guy scarfed everything down. The sad thing was that I saw about eight other homeless children on the way back to the van. Diego said there are too many children for ICBF to place. Even in Bogota, a major city, I saw a child as young as 3 unsupervised in the street. I can not describe how heart breaking it is to witness this first hand.
I also don't understand why the people here allow these children to remain homeless. The weather here has been about 65 degrees. That is relatively warm by midwest standards. Yet many people here wear winter coats. I have been told three times how my baby is cold and needs a heavier coat. Just yesterday a woman stopped me while I was pushing Sofia in the stroller at the flea market. It was raining lightly and Sofia was under a canopy. I got scolded yet again because her pants and shoes were getting wet. How can these same people who appear to be so concerned for the children simply ignore those abandoned on the street? It is crazy.
Regarding the status of our adoption. We have not been as fortunate as the Hollis family. I recently learned from our coordintor that our judge now has an additional ten days to provide his final signature on Sofia's adoption. There were two holidays here, last Thursday and today, Cinco De Mayo. This has really set us back. Once he signs, I still have to obtain her new birth certificate, then get her passport, medical examination, and Visa. I will now realize our worst case scenario. We will not be able to fly home on May 12th as originally planned. I will also miss my son´s 16th birthday. This will be such a difficult day for me. Fortunately, Joe is very understanding. He promised we could celebrate when we get home. We have such great kids!! Still, I am praying for a miracle.
We are staying inside with all this rain. At times, I think we should build an ark. This down time has helped the bonding process. Sofia can be a handful and gets into everything. I have warned the boys to move anything they care about out of her reach. When I correct her I say, "no, no, no" while pointing my finger at her. She looks at me, chuckles, and returns the same finger gesture. Very telling what lies ahead for us huh? Well we miss you all tons. Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers. XXOO