I've been holding off on posting anything substantive since my mood has been anything but upbeat, despite a phenomenal graduation weekend. I had hoped that we would have a new court date by the end of this week, but I received an email today from our agency informing us that the High Court in Ethiopia has not reassigned us a new court date. So...we continue to wait. And I continue to get angrier and angrier with an agency that persists in addressing us as "Family," delivering bad news via email, and signing said emails with "Cheers." As in, "Dear Family, You failed to pass court today. Your case will have to be rescheduled. Cheers!" The lack of sensitivity is mind-boggling. And those are the nicest things I can think to say. We've had other, more serious issues come up that I'm not going to get into on a public blog, at least not right now.
At this point, I feel like this is never going to happen. I can't even look at Sprout's pictures any more. I'm physically nauseous just thinking about our second adoption, and feel tremendously guilty for feeling this way, as if I'm letting her down somehow. But what else can I do?
My sister graduates from college this weekend, and we'll be heading down to Kentucky tomorrow to help her celebrate. Maybe by Monday my perspective will have improved. Until then, please accept this condolence kiss: