Our new "Daughter."
We had our first weekend with Osny and it was amazing, yet heartbreaking at the same time. Both Chad and I have so many emotions were going through right now, that we are still trying to process. We first saw Osny at church on Friday night. I could tell that she had been through a lot upon our reuniting. She looked a little thinner, and somewhat pale in the face. She also was very emotional, in tears for most of the service. Alvin later told us this was because she felt so happy to be back in her home church. I was glad they were at least tears of happiness.
Osny came home with us after the service. I could tell that she felt a little uncomfortable and also a little shy. So I tried to break the ice with what little Spanish I do know I also wanted her visit to be as comfortable as possible for her, and I wanted her to feel at home. The week before I had gone out and bought some toiletry items for her to use while she stays with us. I could tell she was thankful for this. She went to bed early that night after I am sure what was an emotionally exhausting day for her.
I was up early the next morning because of a little boy who decided to wake up at 4:30. Osny was up not too much later than me. She told me that at the shelter they have to wake up at 4:00 during the week, and 6:00 on the weekends. So waking up early is normal for her. After being used to a life of chores, she immediately set to work cleaning the house. I couldn’t believe it! She did the dishes, swept and mopped the floors, and emptied the trash. I just wanted her to sit and relax! And while I was making breakfast for us, I went upstairs to get her, and I noticed she had made our bed. I don’t remember doing that all before 8:00 when I was a teenager.
I took Osny with me to Walmart on Saturday to get some groceries. I asked her if there was anything she needed and she just said yes, but wouldn’t tell me what. After probing her, she finally told me that she needed some jeans. We later learned that while Osny was at Casitas (the government orphanage) some of the girls had took a scissors to most of her clothes and ruined them. They were jealous that she had “nice” stuff so they trashed her clothes. I also learned that those same girls had taken her makeup and broken it all into tiny pieces. Our hearts were breaking for what she must have gone through while at Casitas. Later that day, we took Osny, along with some friends from church, to the waterslides and out for pizza that night. We also learned that Osny has been having severe stomach pain, especially when she eats. She can’t keep food down and sometimes throws up after eating. And no, it is not bulimia, which we thought at first too. But whenever she eats, she has pain. The shelter has taken her to the doctor, but not a good one, so the diagnosis is unclear. We are praying that it is not cancer, which is what her mother died from years ago.
We have fallen even more in love with Osny after having her this weekend. And what brings joy to our hearts is that she felt loved too. After hearing about her makeup being trashed, I offered to buy her some new things, if she would just give me a list. She didn’t want to. So I sat next her, hugged her, and told her that she is part of our family. With tears in her eyes, she told me that she hasn’t felt this loved since before her mom died. WOW.
I am going to end by sharing a cute story about her. On Saturday night, Asher had woken up around 1:30. I didn’t hear him at first but when I got up to go get him, I noticed his bedroom light was on. Osny had gotten up with him and was reading him a story. My heart melted.
We wish that Osny could be with us every day, so we could take better care of her and give her the continued love that she deserves. And maybe someday she will. Osny continues to struggle with some demons from her past and we are praying that she soon experiences the freedom that she already has in Jesus Christ. Please pray with us for Osny.
I love this girl.