3 years ago today, after 5 planes and 40 hours of travel, I met my girls. Life has never been the same. It seems like so so long ago that I made that trip, but I will never forget it.
I remember the "airport hotel" that turned out to be a bench in the lobby. the little old russian lady who gave me coffee made from water in a mason jar.(and me drinking it as I remembered the multiple Do Not drink the water warnings) Arriving in Shymkent totally exhausted. Going to the Ministry of Education for my interview that was suppose to last about 45 minutes. The lady asked me the first question- Why did you come to Kazakhstan? I was supposed to say Because I would like to adopt a child. Instead my mind went blank, I looked at the interpreter and said-I don't understand the question. They looked at each other, I am convinced they decided I was an idiot and said I should come back later. I never did go back! Less than 30 minutes later, I was in the babyhouse holding my Leeza and looking (briefly) at my Sasha.
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