Leaving

Sunday Davids left. Hard to even process what he's feeling and going through now that he's back in Latvia. How do you go from a secluded closed world of an orphanage in another country, to living in a family, in a home, with activities and "stuff" and the normalness we all take for granted, back to your now even more secluded world? How do you do that?

I wish I could have sat and talked with him. Talked openly and honestly about the fact that I knew we were not his forever family, what that meant, and how very much I've been advocating for him to find a forever family of his own. He's a smart smart young man, he's 15, I know he had glimpses, heard things he maybe wasn't meant to overhear, he's smart. I just hope he knows how very many people were touched by him, are praying for him, are hopeful for his future.

Sunday was hard. He gave us huge hugs. He claimed he was nervous a number of times about going back. He didn't want to return but knew it wasn't a choice. We wished it was different. He waved as he walked down the ramp to the plane.

Davids will definately be missed.