The Call

Today we finally got the call -the call we have been waiting for since July (in sort of a dream phase when we got our referral) or October (the more realistic possibility). The call went like this:
Kris: (answering the phone) Jill?
Jill (Children's Home Society contact): Are you ready?
Kris: Yes...
Jill: You can go.

It sounds like a simple enough conversation but when you realize that "you can go" means "you can book your flights and go to Korea to pick up your dreamed for baby daughter" it takes on a whole new meaning.

So, we leave on Sunday, November 9 at 6:55 am. We will arrive in Seoul on Monday afternoon and meet Ammi for the first time on Tuesday morning. We will be home on Friday the 14th, just after noon; a date that will henceforth be known as Ammi's Homecoming.

Petra was part of the conversation with Jill and the first to want to call Jeff in Las Vegas to tell him the news. That conversation went as follows (she got his voicemail so it is quite one-sided):
Petra: Hi dad, WE GOT THE CALL!
Petra again: We got the call to go and get Ammi.
Kris (whispering in the background): Do you want to tell him how you feel?
Petra: I am so exctied. I am so excited I might drop the phone.
Petra even more: Dad, I licked the tears off of mama's face.
Kris (more prompting): Okay, say goodbye.
Petra: Bye dad, I love you.

The rest of the morning was spent making more phone calls -to tell everybody else that we got "the call." The afternoon was a time to receive calls -almost all congratulating us on getting "the call." A few others were political, but dispensed with quickly. I like to answer unknown callers like this:
Kris: Hello, Caustons, I hope this isn't a political call.
Oh well, they should be done now.

I wonder who will call tomorrow...