|She looks calm here...|
Me: Yea, she leaves in what, 9 days. Something like that. But not excited, I'd say... mmmm... how do I phrase it. Oh yes, scared beyond all reason.
CW: Oh? Scared? What? Why?
Me: Let me see if I can remember the list... she is scared that:
- she will loose her luggage
- she will get lost
- she will loose our son
- she will loose our other son
- she will get mugged taking the taxi
- she will be alone at the airport, and the guide will forget about her
- she will get on the wrong train
- she will take the train to Taiyuan, and it will be a horrible experience
- she will get Lukai, and he will be freaking out because he is leaving his 'foster family'...
CW: Okay okay okay. She's scared.
Me: Yea, I'm sure there is more. I probably forgot some. All I did was ask 'What's wrong' ...
So is my wife scared to goto China? Apparently. Now is about when people should chime in with the typical "Oh you will be OK!", or "Everything is going to be fine!" and everyone's favorite "Don't worry."
But then, perspective is a bugger. See, my wife may be worried about loosing some luggage... but Lukai is going to loose ALL his belongings (except maybe what he is wearing).
The wife may be worried about being lost for 19 days in China... but Lukai is going to be in a foreign land as well, and for longer than 19 days.
Lukai will loose the only family he has known. He will be on the "wrong" train (according to him). And yes, he probably will be freaking out.
So last night, when offering my ever loving, ever considerate, ever sympathetic shoulder for my nervous and terrified wife to cry on... I simply offered her this:
Oh stop whining... you're not the one getting adopted.Oh no! What, that's what I THOUGHT about saying...
... last night...
Me: What's wrong? You look sick?
Wife: I'm scared... (see list above, then add on about 30 more things)
Me: Mmmm, yea. I get that.
Wife: I know you probably think it is crazy all the fears I have. You wouldn't be scared to go. You'd be excited.
Me: Oh no, all your fears are perfectly justified and the make sense.
Wife: ... thanks.
Me: You are not going to loose any of our children, or your bags, or anything else. It will be a great trip. And yes, Lukai probably will freak out. You know this. But, you are not going on your own. To quote someone else's blog, But God.
So here we stand... 9 days to go. I've got a terrified wife. An excited 11 year old. A sick 7 year old (who threw up more Saturday night than I have EVER seen anyone throw up). And probably a petrified son waiting for us in China. Good times. Good times. :-)