We thought we would.
We had every hope & intention of sponsoring R's education and maintaining contact...but the social worker assigned to the case won't return my calls. R's mom stopped calling and no longer answers my calls. I'm sure she feels I abandoned her, but I didn't! I was told I had to go through the case worker to provide support, which leaves me no where. I have an NGO on the ground in Ghana willing to help me get care & support to R's family so she can be in school...but we don't know where she (or A) is or how to find her without this social worker. It sucks.
So here we sit. Still grieving, still mourning the loss of two children who will always hold huge pieces of our hearts. In my own way, I took the first step to my own healing just last week by commemorating the girls with a special piece of art. I worked closely with a friend to have a design created with 4 lilies (1 each for Ivy, Mya, Liam & Cora) and 2 butterflies for R & A (our girls who fluttered beautifully into our lives, and then had to flit away, unable to stay). The imagery is forever embedded on my flesh, bold and beautiful, just like each of the beloved children they represent.
So for now, we pray. We continue to grieve. We live one day at a time. We seek God's face and His plan for our family, and hope He will bless us with another child (or children) sooner rather than later...but whenever we are blessed to add to our family again, and whomever it shall be, we shall praise now for what we know is to come, and we will give thanks to our Father in heaven for His mercies that are new each day.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted."
~ Matthew 5:4 ~