There is no other term I've found that describes what I am feeling right now.
We landed in Ukraine for the first time on Nov 14, 2010. We finalized M's adoption in December 2010.
After hosting our boys 3 times in 2012 and 2013, we flew to Ukraine to adopt them. We had court in October 2013 and flew home on November 14, 2013 - three years to the day from when we flew to Ukraine for M.
V2 came to us for backup hosting over the summer. We realized once he was here that he was from the same orphanage my boys were at. What is that called? I'd been where he had, but before he was there.
Once his grandma took him from the orphanage, Y asked to come instead. We questioned it, but thought again, the ties were so strong. How was this coincidence? We didn't seek this. She found us.
So we hosted her.
While hosting Y she shared some personal details with us. She was placed in the orphanage in October 2015, 2 years almost to the day we had court for our boys.
It felt so familiar with her here. Like I already knew her because I had been where she lives. I sat in her grouppa. I went inside of her school. I walked where she walks now. I went to all of the same places, but before she was even there.
What is that?
I don't know, but this is the closest I can come.
So what does that mean for us? For her?
She shared that she wants to stay forever, yet she had to leave today.
I decided with my boys that since there was no way we could possibly even begin to afford their adoption, I'd leave it up to God. So I set up a fundraiser with the knowledge we couldn't write the first check for the first fee without donations.
We raised $33K in 6 months.
We are planning to file an I600 asap due to her age.
Fees are $775.
We have raised $336 as of this afternoon.