Today, the snow is gently falling here in Kettering for the first time. It seems as though the weather has officially changed into winter.
This particular change seems in keeping with life in the Haasienda. Tomorrow morning at 0715 hours, Jose and I will begin our journey west, landing in Albuquerque, New Mexico by 1115 hours. A few hours later, we will meet my new son, and Jose’s new brother, Quintin.
The chain of change began in October as the marching season began to close. With the end of marching band I knew it was officially the true end of Jose’s high school career as marching band was truly his major love.
November 5th, at 1030am, I officially learned that Quintin’s adoption was official.
November 6th, Mother, Valerie Lockhart and I sat in Indianapolis’ Lucas Oil Stadium to watch The Marching Firebirds in the last performance. It was a little wistful watching Jose with the band for the final time, but I knew that his future was beginning to take on a new beginning.
Change is often good, but we seldom realize it at the moment.
Ninety minutes later Jose returned from the national guard recruiting station (with my blessing) to announce he would be heading to basic and advanced training on June 14th, 2011. Then, he said sometime after September he would be deployed to Afghanistan.
I was ready for the change of Jose entering the Ohio National Guard, but was not mentally prepared for a deployment in the near future.
November 12th, Jose was sworn into the military.
Within the next few days he had a very nice workout suit, and his army uniform.
One night we were walking the indoor track of Trent Arena. As we were walking and talking together, Jose took his jacket off, and laid it over mine. For some reason, the sight of his jacket over mine tugged at my heart.
A week ago, Jose and I got to talk to Quintin for the first time. He seems to be a delightful chap.
Last week we hurried to Indiana for Thanksgiving, and on up to Fowler to celebrate my nephew’s birthday. My two nephews are growing up, and their new little sister, my beautiful niece, Carolyne, is already two months old.
Sunday was taken up with ACTION Adoption’s National Adoption Month Celebration – something to which we look forward every year. I am generally behind a camera, but manage to mingle with old friends of the adoption world – many whom I have trained. It is so wonderful to see all these families, and to see how their own children have grown over the year.
Tomorrow is the major change. At 3:45pm in New Mexico, I will greet my newest son.
I am not nervous, nor am I overly eager. It just seems to be a natural part of life. Quintin’s arrival on December 20th seems as though he is merely returning from a camp. Already, he feels as though he is already my son.
Change is exhausting at times, but when we can appreciate the wonderful results of any change, it is a damned fantastic feeling!