What's Shaking

Many of you have asked quietly, ...where are things at?

We haven't really known much along the way, so there hasn't been much to post. We are in a long line of families, waiting...and that is a tough spot to be in, month after month.

We did hear back from our lawyer a few weeks ago who mentioned that the Ministry (the official ministry in Rwanda who processes dossiers) is continuing to move along.

In our minds, we are thinking that this summer may be realistic in terms of timing, but we are happy to optimistic and realistic at the same time.

In the mean time, we will keep writing poetry, keep dreaming big, and keep wondering what it will be like to have our babies home. All of those are sweet thoughts that keep us full as we wait.

Please feel free to ask us though...we are happy to share what is happening, as we know it...

Sunday

Hanging Sweetly Off A Crescent Moon
Is Hope

Forms like
A precise expression
Flowing into a refined stretch
And down into my breath
I know

The moon looks down on all of us
And secrets yet told
Hang sweetly

Hope is an accompaniment

Like a ruffle off the edge of a stilled pirouette
Surreal choreography decorates
First a sandy beach and then
A globe - silvery silk sides
Soft flowing fabric shapes oceans
Salty water dancing delicately through tender tree leaves
As waves ebb and grow
Light lifting off into whimsical rhyme
Spinning toes upright
Tapping against snow crests
And down into the depths of the Pacific
Light splattering against pavement
Just outside my house
While we lay sleeping