Last night after I posted my blog, I checked the UPS site (again) and imagine my surprise when I saw that my fingerprints were in transit and on the way!! I was so excited and today they arrived at my home about 9:30 in the morning. I drove home from work this afternoon and quickly opened the package so I could send them off to WVa to be apostilled. As I pulled them out of the envelop, I noticed a letter attached. The letter stated that my fingerprints had been rejected!! What???? How could this be? After waiting 3 weeks to get them back and they were rejected!!
The letter went on the explain that the quality was low and they could not be read. What a huge disappointment.
So I quickly gathered everything I needed and headed out the door to the police station to get another set, holding back tears. I arrived at 4:40 knowing they closed at 5:00. They told me that someone different would need to do the prints. So they called an officer and then came to the window. At first I felt my heart sinking as I was sure they would tell me that they could not do them and I would need to come back Monday.
But they informed me that an officer needed to come in and would I mind waiting for 10 minutes. Of course I wouldn't mind. The officer was very kind and gracious and completed 2 fingerprint cards for me just in case!! My fingers were inked extra just to make sure the prints were dark enough and hopefully in better quality. They then told me that there was no charge since they don't charge when the prints have been rejected.
I left there and headed over to the UPS office where I was greeted by my second family. Seriously, 3 of the employees have been with me every step of the way. (I will explain more about the procedure in my flashback sections, but so many documents are sent back and forth via UPS so you can track them.) They also were so kind and compassionate and cheering me on that this will be the last step and there will no more problems. So the fingerprints should be in WVa on Monday. Please pray that they are able to process these at a much quicker rate.
As I drove back home feeling so disappointed and discouraged, I had to stop and think that in the scheme of things, it was a disappointment, but it was not the end of the journey, just a bump in the road.
Today a man I know lost his wife without the opportunity to say good-bye and another person I know lost his job. So my set back seems so minimal compared to what they are experiencing. I don't understand why this adoption process has been so difficult, but I do know that God is in control. He so gently reminds me of the "big picture" and helps me to keep things in perspective. My child will come home and it will work out. How, when, why, why not are questions that I don't have the answers to and may never have. But when I place things in perspective the one question I do know the answer to is Who has it all under control and Whose timing is always right.