About a week ago Justin was cleaning out the Boy Scouts storage with our good friend Darin. I stopped by... I can't remember why.. We noticed a few people stopping and staring out in the field behing us. They brought out their 200x binoculars and fancy telescopes.... We asked what they were looking at. One lady was so crazy excited she was jumping up and down while she was telling us that they were trying to find two snowy owls that had been sighted here in Idaho. I guess these birds mostly hang out in Alaska, and this was a bird nerd's experience not to miss. Although I'm not a bird watcher, it was so neat to be in the right place, at the right time to witness that very unusual sight and the excitement these folks felt.
Justin's and my world has been spinning round and round, and I think we're finally standing a little straighter. Our commitment to the boys was broken due to our homestudy taking longer than expected. Despite pleas and seemingly endless research, meetings, and emotions, we were not able to re-establish our commitment.
My mom says I've grown from this experience... but I find myself sore, confused, and a bit lost.
We are continuing to prepare ourselves and our paper work for a family through adoption. We still have a need to fill with the love of a child with Down Syndrome. Even with broken hearts our desires remain and our efforts to become those parents will continue.
As Justin and I continue doing the things we are asked to do, inspired to do, and commanded to do we hope to be in the right place, at the right time and share our excitement with those around us.