December 12th, 2009 by John | Posted in Adoption | 2 Comments »
The day had finally come when we would bring Juan Pablo home. A long day of travel was ahead, but we received it with such excitement knowing that we would arrive in the US together as a family and begin the next segment of our lives. To top it all off, we anticipated groups of close friends and family meeting us at the airports to welcome us home. We loaded our 6 bags onto the Hotel shuttle and were off to the airport. We arrived to the Guatemala airport a few hours ahead of time to allow for any challenges we might face with crowds or immigration. There were no problems at all! For the first time, I didn’t mind filling out those dreaded customs forms since now I was able to complete one for Juan Pablo Wiggins. We caught a quick breakfast at McDonald’s, then waited at the gate. During our wait before boarding, we passed it by playing some video games and watching other planes take off.

When coming aboard the plan, JP walked up to the cockpit and was greeted by the pilot, who gladly invited the young enthusiast in to show him the controls. JP was able to sit in the co-pilots seat and marveled at all the buttons and monitors. After his brief intro to flight simulation, he was given a pair of American Airlines wings, which we later pinned to our shirts. The pilot and crew on board our flight fell in love with JP and ended up hooking us up with some free snacks and some headsets to listen to in-flight audio later in the trip.
Juan Pablo wasn’t scared on the plane and was tickled as we sped up down the runway and made our initial ascent into Guatemalan air space. As we parted through the clouds and looked down at the land in which he was born, I told him to say “Adios Guatemala” (for now) and to admire the views of the beautiful mountains and land that is his home country. He didn’t sleep at all during our flight to Dallas. As we flew across the shore line from water to land in Texas, we explained that we had just crossed into the US. Juan Pablo yelled “Estados Unidos” and then gave us each a big hug.
A short while later, we touched down at the Dallas Fort Worth airport. We were ready to exit the plane and meet those who awaited us. We waited nearly 30 minutes in immigration for JP’s sealed packets from the US Embassy in Guatemala to be thoroughly reviewed by an officer at DFW. There was a question about our current address, then some discussion with other immigration staff, which worried us, but in the end we were permitted through. We were again praying for favor in that all of our documentation would be complete. It was enough for JP to be entered into the United States as a citizen. With our extended wait in immigration, we arrived to baggage claim to find all 6 of our bags neatly lined up and ready for us to walk them through for our connecting flight. Once we dropped off our luggage, we boarded the airport train to arrive out our departure gate. There we would be met by some surprise guests. We walked down a corridor, then saw some familiar faces from a distance. We were welcomed by Anyra Cano, Karen Perry and her mother, Analiz Shremmer, and JP’s new great grandparents Ralph and Joyce Hamner. A brief rundown of the group: Anyra is our adoption case manager who works out of Buckner Dallas, Karen has been a great friend and support to us and JP through this entire process, Analiz works for Buckner public relations and was there to capture this special moment, then Emily’s grandparents who live in Trinity, Texas who were able to make the trip to the DFW airport. Hugs and tears were shared as we were welcomed into the US by these great Texan friends of ours. Not only did Karen give JP some wonderful gifts, but she brought along an old friend of JP’s to the airport, her dog Bear. We’re not exactly sure how she was able to get the dog in, but just know that Karen can get things done! Juan P. has a great passion for dogs and animals alike. At one point, JP lost control of the leash and I had to chase them both down, but all control was gained once more



Karen brought along U.S. and Guatemala flags, which we proudly held up for photos to represent JP’s citizenship in both countries. You’ll notice also that JP was wearing a Texas Longhorns jersey. It was apparent that not only were these Texans very welcoming, but they were sending messages that they wanted us to move and remain in Dallas. They knew they were outnumbered by the expected crowd in Indianapolis that they let us pass through this time
We made our way back through security and grabbed a quick bite before waiting for the last flight. JP won the attention of some staff at McDonald’s and they gave him a couple free toys. It seemed like we were being blessed in every direction, but nothing would compare to finally making it home, that is, to Indiana! Check out JP’s reaction to taking off on the jetway from Dallas:
The shortened 1.5 hour flight from Dallas to Indianapolis provided enough time for Emily and Juan Pablo to rest before meeting more new friends. When we began to descend into Indy, JP met snow for the first time as it was blowing quickly by the window and pierced by the wings of the plane. We were worried that we may be delayed going to Indy in fear of potential ice / snow at the airport, but we were landing right on schedule. We were thankful that we landed with ease despite the high winds and snowy conditions. JP’s first sight of snow came in the air, but more was revealed with the slight dusting on the ground. We pulled into our gate and exited the aircraft. JP quickly expressed how much colder it was in Indianapolis than it was in Dallas. The weather was one major difference between the US and Guatemala. As we walked through the airport, Juan Pablo told me that everyone was speaking English. In Texas, there may have been a portion of people speaking Spanish, but aside from the occasional overhead announcement in Indy, all was English as normal.
We rounded the corner and walked past the security checkpoint area when we started to hear some yelling and cheering. There was our crowd. This moment we had dreamed of was now becoming a reality. Many times before, Emily and I had walked through the airport wondering what it would be like to return home with JP and be welcomed by an energized crowd who had followed us all the way to the finish line by love, prayer, and support. The time had come and the voices were real. 30+ stood at the other side of our exit. We couldn’t wait to see who had come. We entered into the cheers from those who had traveled from both Terre Haute and Portland. Surprisingly, Superman (Scot Longyear) and Spiderman (Nate Brown) were each standing on opposite sides of the entry. JP made his rounds as he was introduced to many new faces and met each one with a hug. Emily and I were in awe of those who had come to share with us this special night. This was again evidence of the genuine love these people have for us and our son that they would drive many miles to cheer us to welcome us home. Tears came from many who were introduced to their new relative or friend. JP’s world was being turned upside down with the overwhelming attention, love, and gifts from new people. He wasn’t at all shy, but gave hugs to each and every one and to some people, multiple hugs. We were emotionally and spiritually full at this point praising God for making this happen. Words can’t express the gratitude to everyone who has prayed and supported us through to this moment. Praise the Lord for His perfect timing for this to be possible.
We spent the next couple of hours hanging out at the airport talking to all of our friends and family. JP opened some gifts and played with some of the children who came to meet him. It was a welcome home / reunion that will never be forgotten.





After our unforgettable welcome home reunion, we were on our way home – Portland, IN. JP was so excited about the snow that he couldn’t wait to get outside to play in it. Unfortunately, there had only been a slight dusting and not enough to make his first snow ball. JP put on his new Spiderman coat, hat, and gloves to prepare for the cold that awaited him. We rode back to Portland with his grandma and grandpa McAbee. We sat in the back seat with him as he was elevated by his car seat. JP noted that traffic was much faster in the US. In Guatemala, he always told the taxi drivers to go faster, which was about impossible, so he held off on telling Bill to speed up since he was already going so fast. Juan Pablo was exhausted from the big day, but was fully awake when we finally arrived to his new home. We entered the doors and was welcomed by a fully decorated house with balloons, signs, and confetti. He quickly went from room to room downstairs, then made the trip upstairs where he found his room. It was somewhat familiar to him since we had shown him photos prior, but he collapsed into his bed full of stuffed animals, then noticed toys, the Christmas tree, and closets. Bill and Kim brought all 3 of their dogs over to the house, so JP finally returned to play with them until we wrapped up for bed. It is obvious that he is a huge dog fan and has already established a close relationship with harry friends Annie, Mazy, and Alex.
It was finally just Emily, JP, and I in our home. We couldn’t believe our eyes that the boy for whom we had been fighting was at last where he needed to be – with his family. God has blessed us with the deliverance of our son to our home. It’s going to take some time for this to all sink in, but for now, we’re just taking in this moment. There’s no more empty nights with our son in Guatemala or the worry of a process prolonging an adoption. He’s here and this is now. Our family is together, under one roof, and at the end of the night in our own bed. As JP was nestled between us, we asked him what he loved most about the day. He replied in this order: the plane, the snow, and the dogs. He really loved everything else too, but these were apparently the favorites




For additional stories from JP’s homecoming, see the following:
http://reson8.org/2009/juan-pablo-is-coming-home/
http://nateandrachael.wordpress.com/2009/12/10/welcoming-the-wiggins-by-rachael/