Conversation with my social worker—October 2008
“When you buy her plane ticket, be sure to put it under the name Ovi Ovi. The plane ticket must match the passport.”
“Wait. What? Ovi Ovi? I’ve been meaning to ask you for months about her last name, but just keep forgetting.”
“She doesn’t have a last name. She’s just Ovi.”
“That makes me cry.”
“I know.”
Conversation with my lawyer—October 2009
“Make sure to bring the original documents you got in India, including the certificate of abandonment.”
“Right. No problem.”
Conversation with myself—as I sit and stare at the certificate of abandonment
This certifies abandonment. I have a document that certifies abandonment. Abandonment is a legal status. And it needs a certificate. And I have to keep track of this certificate. Bring it to hearings. Use it to get other legal documents.
That makes me cry.
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Heartbreaking. I continue to be amazed at your family's saga. Little Ovi.
ReplyDeleteYou should feel good, because she is no longer abandoned. And you don't need a certificate for that! You have a daughter! Boo-ya!
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