No longer an orphan, but a beloved son.
I was scared that morning of the second day of court. We heard the prosecutor was bringing in two more people to testify. I had a really bad feeling about it and was trying to prepare my heart that we might not get Yarik. The first person to testify was a social worker from the town that the children were from. He told the story about why the kids were taken away. His testimony did not hurt our case at all, in fact it helped us. Then a woman who calls herself the children's godmother testified. She was against the adoption, but she couldn't offer them a life outside of an orphanage. And honestly, though she has obviously played a part in their lives, she didn't even visit the kids until she heard Yarik was being adopted. She was angry with M for changing her mind and stormed out of the courtroom when M began to speak again. This time M was prepared to say what she wanted for her brother, no matter what anyone else thought. And she did amazing. She told the court that she supported our adoption of Yarik, that she wanted him to have us for a Mama and Papa. We were and still are amazed by her bravery. And now that Yarik is our son, she is family too. Our facilitation team is going to look for a tablet in the big city where they can find a better price. Then we will make sure we can skype with her before we leave. Hopefully we can bring her to the US for a visit soon.
No team but ours could have pulled this adoption off. And no God but ours.