And the wait continues, and continues, and ...

So, yeah. Saturday was a day of celebration. Elijah was made a McCoy. We were so optimistic that we would hear more positive news in the coming week. Wrong. Again. You would think that we would be used to the roller coaster ride of adoption by now. Not so much. One might assume that each time we heard good news, we would progress with more good news. Negative. The new story that we get is basically, no one in Liberia has had time to go to the judge's office and pick up the signed decrees. That's it. One trip for one person to handle. It apparently is not priority this week. We don't know when it will become important. No one likes to ask too many questions. The closer to the end we get the more confused I get and the more I ask "why does it have to be so hard". I just keep reminding myself that we know with all of our hearts that these three children in Liberia were each born by one mother, but were placed by God to be raised by another. We don't doubt God. We doubt the system. We have lost faith in those we placed our faith in from the beginning. Adoption is the absolute most wonderful gift (for the receiving parents) and it is frustrating that the way by which adoption must happen is so ridiculous. It is simple really. All children need love. Families provide love. Children need families. Why can't everyone get it? Why do the people holding the cards not feel the same urgency that we do? Why does it have to be so hard?