(Continued from here)

Saturday, June 19, 2004

I'm starting to lose track of days over here. Today is one month since we left home. How sad for all of us except the four newest Richardson's. I talked to Greg first thing this morning and everyone is really struggling.

Greg said that Rebecca and Ammon just cry all the time – it's the first time that either have been left for any significant period of time (well, since Ammon joined our family – he was “left” for over a year as a baby.) I suggested that he go buy a copy of “Return of the King” and let the kids watch it while he went to work yesterday. He bought it, but they couldn't even keep all of the kids watching it – they really are not doing well. Greg has not even been able to get to work at all this week – the kids have just had too hard of a time. Besides using another week of his vacation time, the problem with their behavior is still there.

I was supposed to go home with Greg, then follow him by 5 to 7 days, now we've had to add even more days to that. I'm sure I'm making it harder by not coming home when I said I would. I am so sorry and feel so helpless. Greg feels the same way because there really is nothing he can do from there and he is always a day behind.

I asked him this morning how he survived me being gone to Romania, when I was gone much longer and had almost NO communication – he said that it was super hard and drove him crazy then too. Boy, the things we'll go through to get our kids home! When you have to do it, you do it, but I was ready to come home about 2 ½ weeks ago.