CIS Appointment, Kinda...

We are so excited to finally have our CIS Appointment - or at least a kinda, sorta appointment. Today, while Chelsea was at work, I had the privilege of opening our CIS Envelope. As I rushed to open the envelope, ripping into the top, I had two thoughts...please let us have a date I'm off shift, and I can't believe we're finally going to get our fingerprint appointment. Turns out that our letter was not exactly what we expected. We were told inside the letter that we could go to have our fingerprints made any time, as long as it was Tuesday through Saturday, between 8am and 1pm! We are so ecstatic! We don't really have a set appointment time - not what I expected, but it turns out awesome for us, and we plan on going early tomorrow (Saturday) morning! I am off of my shift for three days, and of course Chelsea is off for the weekend!

Now, I do have a little question concerning this whole fingerprint process thing. This will be my third set of official digital fingerprints in a span of 12 months! No, I'm not kidding. This year I went through a hard copy and digital fingerprints for the NASD, a set of digital prints for a new government ID for workers who have access to any coastal areas called a TWIC Card, and now for our adoption. For all of you out there that wonder about big brother and a giant database on all of us, I just want you to know, they don't have all of their databases linked just yet. I asked, "Isn't there some way you can just pull my file from the FBI digital print database?" What I got in my previous experience was a blank stare. Wonder what reaction I'll get tomorrow when I ask the same thing. Just thought I'd share that with some of you...perhaps you've had similar experiences!

It is amazing what happens, and how it happens when going through this journey...thankfully we have God on our side...His timing and His ways are beyond my understanding, but I know one thing for sure: I couldn't time it, nor could I plan it any better. Throughout my entire life, that one set of thoughts, that one phrase has always been true. I would question things as they came up, I would wonder, "Why me? Why now?" and then later, I always think, "Oh, that's why! Thank goodness it happened the way it did." From my childhood, through college, to meeting Chelsea, to landing my most recent job, and now in our adoption journey - it rarely makes "sense" but it always works out, and works out just right!