I get knocked down...

but I get up again.

Well...maybe. We still don't know why we were kicked out of PGN. I just hope we'll be back in soon. I really just want to bring my daughter home. My daughter. Legally she's not my daughter. Emotionally? Definitely. Not only is she my daughter, she is my children's sister. Seriously. It's hard enough to deal with this on my own...but trying to explain to my kids why their sister isn't home yet? It's damn near impossible.

I was crying on her birthday. My 5 year old said "don't worry mommy...she will be home soon". Out of the mouths of babes. :) If I knew we'd get her for sure, I wouldn't even care...I'm just so terrified we are going to lose her referral. It's not a logical fear...but it's there.

I'm ready to bargain with the devil. Please God...let my little girl come home.