Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.
James 1:27
Currently, I have no updates. I am still looking, applying, and praying for the perfect job. Since I want to post weekly, I decided it would be a good time to discuss what is most important in my life... FAMILY!
As I mentioned before, I have a huge family. There is always someone to laugh with, cry with, argue with, and talk with. It is definitely crazy at times. It has its stressful moments. It has always been rewarding though. Here is one thing to note... we were not always a big family. Up until I was eight, we were only a family of five. It was just my parents, my older sister (Kristen), my older brother (Adam), and me. So what changed all of a sudden? How did we go from an average sized family to a family of nine?
Well, let me tell you. All my life I begged my parents for more siblings (preferably a baby LOL). I always told them we should adopt. Crazy enough, the day came where my parents decided we would. We were researching tons of places. We thought we were going to adopt from Africa. By this point, I had just turned nine. One day our agency called us, they had two girls from Ukraine on there way to America. They needed a home for three weeks. How could my parents say no?
The girls arrived. Anastasia was ten. Dariya was nine. I was so excited, because to me, it was going to be like a prolonged sleepover. Those girls fit right in. We lived it up those three weeks. The dreaded day came when it was time for them to go back home to Ukraine. I had never cried so hard in my life. It was very late at night when we dropped the girls off with the agency. My mom stayed up with me till about four or five in the morning. I sobbed till I fell into unrestful sleep. I thought I would never see those girls who I had grown so close with.
Ha, yeah right! A couple weeks go by, my mom sits me down to talk. Either we adopt the girls or we continue with Africa. This was about my best friends. So obviously, we continued the adoption with the girls, and the Africa adoption fell through. A couple months later, my whole family travels to Ukraine during Christmas, and the girls legally become part of our family.
So now, I have two more sisters. Well, that only makes us a family of six. For five years, we were a family of six. I still wanted more siblings, but I always thought it would stop there. I never really lost hope... No matter how many times my parents told me no. (I have always been stubborn LOL.)
Well, the time came when God finally decided that my parents were not going to listen to me, and He shared with my parents that our family was still a little to small. Stay tuned to find out major plot twists, and how my parents ended up with not just one more but two more. The story only gets crazier...
Let's talk! I love hearing your own stories and opinions! If you have any questions / comments / concerns that you would rather not comment down below, direct message me or email me!
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PEACE OUT UNTIL NEXT TIME!!!
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