Pulling The Trigger

After so long of nothing really happening, things are suddenly getting solid and real.

Our full disclosure meeting was scheduled for the 24th of this month.  FINALLY.  A solid, known date.  They're still working on putting all of The Boy's docs to send us, and should be sending those out next week.  It sounds like we have a lot to review, considering he has been in foster care since 2009.  But the meeting has been set, and they told us once we have that meeting, we are cleared to go out to meet him.  Which they made it sound like it would be about two weeks after the meeting before we could do that.

We got a message from The Boy's caseworker the day before yesterday that there is a "Teen Meet Matching" event on the 25th.  This caseworker

said she almost didn't even dare ask The Boy's team if it would be okay for us to come out for that, since it is the DAY AFTER our meeting, but she asked.  AND THEY SAID YES.  It sounds like this is a small miracle, she said she thought there was no way they would say yes.  Considering they told us that we had to wait a few days after the meeting to give them a final yes or no, it's shocking they are cutting that out completely.

So, it's like, 98% sure that this is happening!!!

Am I nervous?  YES.
Am I a little scared?  YES.

Do I feel good about this though?  ABSOLUTELY.

It's weird.  I just feel calm and peaceful about it all.  Yes, my brain runs a million miles and hour overthinking everything, and I still ask myself over and over what are we doing?  Am I making a mistake?  But I just feel good.  I feel confident about it.  And ready.

Even with the shotgun trigger being pulled.  I better be ready.  Because this is happening.

We'll have that meeting the morning of the 24th, and fly out that night, and meet him in the morning.

Flights are booked.  The rental car is set.  The hotel has been reserved.

This is happening.