Yesterday there was a hearing in court for J. Once again we found that the papers for him hadn't been filed. We'd been told they'd be filed by the end of December, then the middle of February, and now this. I'd volunteer to strap J in a harness on me and fill out forms or make copies or do whatever to help get this done, if it would be taken seriously.
Some good came of the hearing, though. The judge officially ruled that adoption was the plan for J. He also recommended the papers be filed as quickly as possible, bless him. A supervisor has them; they could be filed by today, even. I know enough, though, to not to get my hopes up too high.
On the note of legal issues, we're in the middle of submitting a request for more time with A. These two issues are my heart's purest prayers. It seems to be hard to make either happen. All this loops back to my previous posting on prayer. Still not a lot of luck on that front, either. I go through the motions; the routine itself offers some comfort. I still search.
It's so odd to aspire to something you have little to no control over. What a frustrating position to be in! Is that how my children feel? (Or will feel, in J's case.)
So the most important efforts of my life to this point show no success. Is that failure? If I can find a way to continue enthusiasm, then maybe not.
Wish us success...
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