…are blowing in. I’ve received a couple of offers for Director-level positions that I am considering. I think I will miss my current job only because of the people, not the actual employer. I’m kind of hoping that one of these positions pans out, it would be nice to make a little extra money, especially considering my other news:
We’re in the beginning phases of adopting a new little person to join our family! Robyn and I wanted to have a little person that was blessed with our genetic curses, but sadly we cannot due to some health issues with Robyn. So, we started looking at other alternatives…
We’ve looked at adoption from all over the world and I think we’re going to end up with a girl from China. We’ll be able to save one little person from a life that they wouldn’t want. Hopefully, anyway. There are just so many girls there who aren’t wanted, it’s pretty sad. Of course, this begs the question of how the family will react to all of this. You know, I’m not concerned about my Dad or my Mom’s side. I’m wondering how my Grandfather (Dad’s side) will take it. He’s a bit… ummm… cantankerous. I think is the appropriate word. It’s not like it’s going to change my mind or anything, because it isn’t – but I just don’t wanna put up with the comments and whatnot. Perhaps I’m selling him a bit short, perhaps not. I suppose time will tell.
Why China? We considered South America and Russia as well. But, it looks like China is the way to go for us. They have the adoption thing pretty well managed (unlike the other two governments I mentioned). Russia’s adoption program is like this giant corrupt beaurocracy and you have to pay people off and barter for the kid you want.
Simply.
Stunning.
And not anything that I wanted to be a part of, the whole thing has the smell of “shady” to it, and it makes me sad to think that people have to grease palms to help these kids. Ugh.
Anyway, it’s really more the child than where it’s from for me anyway – so, hopefully we will be able to help. I can’t really describe the feelings I have about it anymore than this. I was concerned about how our kids would take it, I was concerned about being able to afford it, I was concerned about people’s reactions to it. But now, really more than anything else, I’m concerned about helping one little person out.