That's what this past month has really been like. Last week there was a court date in India with us as the case. There, the judge reviewed our case to determine whether or not we'd be good enough to be my little sister's family.
And another court date has been scheduled. It's not a bad thing, though. As I take it, it's a normalcy. There are usually two court dates. So, at the second one in February, the judge will approve of my parents as her "guardians". Weird, huh? She won't be "officially" ours until she has been in America for about 1 or 2 years!
Anyway, after the judge approves we wait for a written order that states that my parents are her official guardians.
And after that?
We have to wait for my state to review and approve everything for the adoption, and after that we wait for her passport.
Oh, and a lot of paperwork for my dear parents. *grins*
It'll be totally nerve-gnawing, but it's totally worth it! I eagerly wait for the time she'll be in our home, and I can't wait for the time I can say, "Welcome home, my sister."
The question still remains, though. How will she react to us? My mind replays the worst case scenarios of her outrightly rejecting us and mourning the loss of everything she has known. Only being a toddler, she won't know that we're taking her to a better place. She won't know that she'll have a forever family to love her.
I suppose I'll have to continue to pray for both her and us. I know that my family would appreciate it if you prayed for us too.