A Picture Perfect Moment Photo Contest- Help Us Choose the Winners!

6 12 2011


We received over a hundred beautiful pictures for our 2011 A Picture Perfect Moment Photo Contest. Help us choose the winners from our top 14! Select one of the picture below and cast your vote.  Please only vote once! Make sure to vote by 11:59 PM EST on December 18th, 2011! Winners will receive gift cards from national companies.

Winners will be announced the week of December 19th, 2011.

Click on the pictures to enlarge them.

Please note: If Joint Council suspects inappropriate behavior on the part of an individual regarding voting, Joint Council reserves the right to disqualify the individual’s votes and/or pictures.





Announcing Joint Council’s 4th Annual National Adoption Month Photo Contest!

1 11 2011

Is there a special child or children in your life? Do you have a picture of them lying around the home that you just love? Share it with us in honor of National Adoption Month for the chance to win a gift card to a national company!

Our 4th annual National Adoption Month Photo Contest will be open for submissions November 1st- November 30, 2011. We are looking for beautiful, inspiring photos of all types of children- children in orphanages, foster homes, or adoptive families, engaged in all types of activities- children at play, in reflection, or just being loved. Click here to learn more about the contest.




We End Where We Began…

30 11 2010

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Today, we are ending our 30-Day Challenge in the same place we began, in a childcare center in Johannesburg, South Africa.  Our story began with Mbali-Today it ends with Gabrielle, who passed away on June 26, 2004, the day after Mbali.  The story below was written by Thea Jarvis, who founded TLC, the day that Gabrielle passed away.  To read Thea’s story and the founding of TLC, click here.

Gabrielle passed away today.  Gabrielle’s story has been such a sad one from the beginning.   Her Mommy is a young girl who was found wandering around Baragwanath Hospital with the newborn baby in a duffel bag.   When a nurse from the psychiatry department noticed that the bag was moving she confronted the girl and called a security guard to check the bag, to confirm her suspicions.

They sent the baby and the Mom to TLC with the idea that Gabrielle should stay until the mother had received some counseling … Gabrielle was only a few hours old and the most beautiful baby.

Gabrielle’s Mommy’s story was one that is becoming more and more frequent.   The mother found out she was HIV+ and simply lost it!   She went crazy.   Gabrielle’s mother  tried to abort her baby, but when that didn’t work, she went  into labor, went to the hospital and delivered the baby.   She is still psychotic though, and has not shown any interest in the baby apart from the rare phone call.

Gabrielle has been a sickly baby from the beginning, even though she tested HIV-.  Gabrielle spent quite a few stints in hospital and always came home with the doctors scratching their heads and having no answers.   Her hospital file was full of question marks.

So, here we are today, our little girl has, like Mbali, taken her wings and gone home.  It was a shock for us .  It was so sudden, with Mbali we had due warning.   Even though Gabrielle was sickly we hoped that because she was HIV- we could put up a fight and win…because we usually do.   We did not expect this.   She drank her bottle.   Started screaming in agony and immediately died leaving us all in shock.  Good bye my little sweet girl!

Note: Rebecca, Joint Council’s Director of Programs and Services, will return to TLC  from December 15th – December 26th.  While there, Rebecca will be blogging and video-blogging at wwwbetheanswerforchildren.wordpress.com.

Today the task is simple- give yourself a big pat on the back and check out everything that Joint Council and you have accomplished this month through our I Am The Answer Campaign. You have successfully made it through the 30 day challenge! Congrats!





The Answer for Martha

29 11 2010

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Growing in a Heartbeat from Three to Four

by Martha

Submitted by Spence-Chapin

I was born in Moscow, Russia, on August 31, 1992. What I know about my first 13 months of life comes from a book my father created for me.  My “Memory Book” contains pictures and a description of the House of the Child where I lived when my parents Larry and Ellen and big sister Beth first met me. It also contains photos of the women who cared for me, some of my playmates and the rooms where I slept and played. Clearly, I was very well cared for and that is something that makes me happy and proud of my birth country, my first country.  In November 1993, through the cooperation of the Russian and United States governments and our agency Spence-Chapin Services, I was adopted by my new family.  They frequently recall the extraordinary moment when our family “grew in a heartbeat from three to four.”

When I first arrived, I’m told I was very curious … and very hungry.  One of my favorite stories is about the evening my grandfather introduced me to solid food.  I was 15 months old and he thought it was time for me to give up my bottle and eat real food.  So, at a family dinner, he popped a tortellini into my mouth and, as my family says, “the rest is history.”  No more bottle for me.  I went straight from kefir to tri-color salads and tiramisu!

Another story my parents tell is that, when I first arrived, I had trouble sitting up on my own. Yet within one month, I was standing and walking… and then ran across the playroom straight into the arms of my big sister.

As far back as I can remember, my family celebrated the fact that I was adopted from Russia. My family and I are proud of my heritage. When I was younger, I always attended the Eastern European Heritage Parties Spence-Chapin held to celebrate my culture. Later, I volunteered at Spence-Chapin and attended the heritage parties to assist the new little kids adopted from Eastern Europe with crafts and help serve treats as they enjoyed Russian entertainment and stories.

My life here in the U.S. has been great.  In nursery and grammar schools, I did well academically, and enjoyed ballet and Girl Scouts. I was admitted with a scholarship to a very competitive high school where I won the Spanish, Latin and Chemistry Awards and scored at the highest level in a nationwide European History course.  My friends and I studied hard but we also had fun together. I loved watching tennis and hockey, was captain of my varsity badminton team, and an editor of my school newspaper. My family is very supportive of my interests and sent me to summer programs at universities to study global health issues and government.

During my junior and senior years in school while I prepared for my college exams, I also worked on creating “Memory Books” for children in orphanages in Eastern Europe. These books will help the caregivers record the milestones of the children so they are not forgotten. My goal was to provide as many children as possible with a keepsake book that is truly personalized and a treasure to look back on for the rest of their lives…just like mine is to me.

A couple of years ago, my family and I were featured on National Public Radio talking about  adoption and our personal story. I was a little nervous at first but it turned out to be a great experience to reflect on my life and how much adoption has meant to me, my parents and my sister. Simply put, I needed a home, my sister needed a sibling, and my parents wanted to experience the joy of having another child in their life.  It’s a real life story with a happy ending!

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Be The Answer for Adoption

28 11 2010

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The below piece is written by Katie Priegal Sharp from Heart of the Matter Seminars. Read about her experience working for children in need.  http://heartofthematterseminars.wordpress.com/2010/10/28/keep-international-adoption/

I just read an article titled Ethiopian Adoptions Rise, Bucking Global Trend.  The article discusses changes in international adoptions from a global perspective and highlights the fact that although many children are currently being adopted from Ethiopia, most other countries that used to allow international adoptions have either shut down or have dramatically slowed in international placements.

I worked at an international adoption agency during the time Romania shut down in 2003.   Our small agency had been active in placing children from Romania for many years and the founder, Deb Murphy Scheumann opened and operated a baby house (or orphanage) in Botosani, Romania.   The operation of the baby house was truly a labor of love and the agency spent a great deal of time and money helping not only children who did not have families to care for them, but also the larger community of Botosani through their role in bringing the Medical Missions Foundation to the area.

To be clear, the vast majority of folks working in international adoption (myself included) believe that ideally children should stay in their family of origin and/or country of origin whenever possible, but that when those two options are not possible, international adoption is preferable to growing up without a permanent family.

This was the case with the children served by the baby home founded by Deb.  There was no one to care for them in Romania, but there were families here in the US who were in the process to adopt them when Romania stopped international adoptions, leaving these families and children in limbo.

Fast forward…  The adoption agency closed and years later these same children remain in Romania and furthermore, still do not have permanent families.   Many folks here in the US who had attempted to adopt them, had adopted other children internationally or who had been involved in the Medical Mission work have not forgotten them and do the best they can for these children.  In spite of tremendous financial and other difficulties, the baby house remains open and is now known as Deb’s House.  It is now managed by United Aid Foundation and many individuals are committed to doing the best they can for these children through supporting them and keeping them together as a “family” until they reach the age of 18.

I am in awe of the love, commitment and tireless work these individuals and organizations put into Deb’s House and are investing in these children.  It is inspiring and amazing.  But, it is still not optimal for these children.  These kids are some of the “lucky ones” and yet they are not growing up in a loving, permanent family.  No matter how wonderful Deb’s House is, it is not the same as a permanent forever family.

Romania is not the only country.  There are children in Guatemala, Vietnam and most recently, Nepal who have loving families waiting for them across the world, but due to the closure of international adoptions will instead grow up with no family at all and most will not even have the love, concern and support of groups like Deb’s House or United Aid Foundation.

Are there problems with international adoption?  Sure.  Is it the best case scenario?  No.  We wish that no child would ever suffer abuse, neglect and that all parents would be able to provide loving, stable homes for their children.  But, that is not reality and when others in the child’s community or country cannot provide a family for a child, they should not be denied the chance to have family through international adoption.

It’s not just about policy.  It’s not just about principles or politics.  It’s about individual children like these little ones–the majority of which do not have anyone speaking for them or supporting them.

Be The Answer for Adoption by reading about Heart of the Matter Seminars on their Facebook Page or Visiting their website! Families and Professionals who visit the page will have a chance to win a $150 gift certificate for any combination of live webinars or recorded courses.  Current fans of the page can participate by entering a comment on our wall.





The Answer for The Dosser Family

28 11 2010

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The Perfect Plan

By Tonnie Dosser, Director of Development, Dillon International, Inc.

We walked up the long walkway edged with flowers.  Yellow blossoms seemed a perfect way to welcome us to this new beginning.

“Was that him?”  We saw a little brown head peeking out from around the back of the house and heard some giggles as we walked into the very tall slim pink home of the caretakers.  Suddenly, in ran the cutest little boy I’d ever seen.  He had the biggest smile on his face  as he jumped straight into the outstretched arms of a man he’d never met, but knew was his Daddy.

So many stories led up to this moment…both my husband and I had wanted to adopt a child since before we were married.  We had it all planned – we’d have one child, then adopt a child, then have another child – 3 kids – perfect!  But of course, our plans were not God’s plans.

After two, almost grown, beautiful daughters and 20 years of marriage under our belts, an image of a little boy entered our life.  I work for Dillon International, specifically in the humanitarian aid area, so photos of children who need homes is not a rare sight for me.  One day a co-worker in Vietnam sent me a photo of a baby boy who had been placed in her care.  He was so precious!  I felt an overwhelming need to find this little boy a home.  Every child deserves a home. It’s my hope that every child will know the love of someone special, but for some reason this particular baby boy really got under my skin.  I began putting him in as many agency publications as I could.  Surely there was someone out there who could love this little boy and become the family he needed.

Then, after several photos of him had crossed my desk, my co-worker in Vietnam sent me another photo.  It was like a kick in the booty!  God said WAKE UP – YOU are his family!  In that photo, he stared right through me and straight into my heart and after that it was history…I was officially in LOVE with this precious little boy.  Who knew that the family I had been struggling to find for this little boy was mine.  It took a little longer for my husband to get the wake up call. Eventually he decided sometimes the best things in life can be a little scary at first and this was definitely one of those times.  Our entire family was very ready to love this child.

The country had just closed to adoptions when he was born, so I checked in on him every chance I had…watching him grow and change from a baby to a little boy, year after year.  It became very hard at times, but I kept faith that he would one day be ours – to love, snuggle, and teach to pray, along with all the other wonderful eventful and non-eventful moments shared by a family.  The day finally came when Vietnam re-opened to intercountry adoptions and our agency’s license to place children from Vietnam was approved. We could officially begin the process to adopt this little boy who had captivated our hearts.

Later that year my husband and I traveled to Vietnam to pick up our son.  We traveled around the country for three weeks, each of us learning more and more about each other.  When we arrived home on Christmas Eve, our family was whole.  We are now the very proud parents of three very smart, very good looking, very inquisitive, and very loving children.  Three kids – PERFECT!

Life is grand!  God is good!

Editor’s note: Vietnam re-closed to intercountry adoptions to the U.S. on September 1, 2008.  Thousands of children wait, like this little boy waited, for the improvement of an ethical child welfare system in Vietnam.

The Dosser family found Their Answer. Be The Answer for others by reading about Heart of the Matter Seminars on their Facebook Page or Visiting their website! Families and Professionals who visit the page will have a chance to win a $150 gift certificate for any combination of live webinars or recorded courses.  Current fans of the page can participate by entering a comment on our wall.





The Answer for Jaime and Be The Answer for Gabriel

27 11 2010

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The Adoption Story of Our Son Gabriel Robert

I was adopted and my husband and I have always felt the calling to adopt.  We chose to adopt from Guatemala because I speak Spanish and have spent time living and traveling in Latin America.  Our son Fernando Gabriel (who we would name Gabriel Robert) was born in August of 2006 and we received his referral in October 2006.  We fell in love immediately and prayed daily for our beautiful son.  In January, we learned that Gabriel had been hospitalized over Christmas, that he had a heart defect and possible neurological issues.  Our agency asked us if we wanted to continue with the adoption – to which we answered, “of course – he is our son!”  This was a difficult time of great concern and uncertainty and reliance on our Faith in God as we were here in Iowa and our son was thousands of miles away in Guatemala.  We were in communications with local pediatricians, a pediatric cardiologist, an international adoption doctor, and our adoption agency – trying desperately to ensure that Gabriel was receiving the care he needed until we were able to bring him home.  In February of 2007 he legally became our son and we made plans to travel to Guatemala to bring him home.  We were over the moon!   But we soon learned that God had other plans.  On March 5th, just two short days before we were to board the airplane, our precious son passed away.  Our hearts were broken – and have never been the same since.  Below is the post we wrote in our blog about the loss of our son.

3/6/2007 – Our Angel Gabriel is in Heaven

We received the very sad news that our baby Gabe became very ill on Sunday and was hospitalized.  His little heart wasn’t able to sustain his life any longer and he went to be in Jesus’ arms in Heaven at 11:50pm on Monday, March 5th. Our son fought very hard to be with us and we would have moved heaven and earth to bring him home, but it was God’s plan for Gabriel to be with Him in Heaven.   Although he didn’t officially become our son in the eyes of the law until February 22nd, he became our son in our hearts the day we accepted his referral on October 10, 2006.  Our love grew for him immensely over the past 5 months and our arms ached to hold him.  Gabriel is now in the arms of Jesus, and although we all miss him and will miss knowing him, we take comfort in the knowledge that he is truly home.  He has been adopted into God’s home and is with his Forever Father in heaven – free from pain, free from suffering, and free from worry and care of any kind. We thank God for Gabe’s wonderful foster mother and entire foster family who we learned were with him at the hospital.  If this was God’s time for Gabriel to return home to heaven, we are glad that he was able to be with and comforted by the only family he has known.

Gabriel’s final earthly resting place will be in his homeland of Quetzaltenango, Guatemala – where he lived with his foster family.  We have heard that the cemetery in Quetzaltenango (or ‘Xela’ – pronounced Shay-la) is very beautiful and is located on a hill overlooking the city.

We thank everyone for their constant prayers for baby Gabriel and our family.  Our very special little guy was so blessed to have an army of people loving him and praying him home.   In Gabriel’s memory, we ask that you please continue to pray for all of the little children in Guatemala and around the world who are waiting to be united with a loving family.  May God watch over them and keep them in his care just as he did for our baby Gabriel.

We say to Gabriel ‘Te amo y nos vemos en el cielo’ which means ‘We love you and we’ll see you in heaven’.

The Adoption Story of Our Son Jaime Gabriel

After the loss of our son Gabriel, we still felt a very strong calling to grow our family through adoption.  It was very clear to us that this is what Gabe would have wanted us to do and what God was calling us to do.  Our hearts were in Guatemala and we knew that the country was thinking about closing their doors to adoption, so if we were to try to bring our child home from there, we had to act immediately, not wait.  So while working through our grief, we also worked to start another adoption.  We had to begin the entire adoption process over again – new dossier, new paperwork, new finances, new everything – but God gave us the strength and we were undeterred.  In April of 2007, we received the referral of our son Jaime Fernando (whom we named Jaime Gabriel).   The story of his name still gives us goosebumps – it’s definitely

a ‘God Thing’.  The name Jaime means “he who takes the place of” so his name literally means “he who takes the place of Fernando” (our son Gabriel’s birthname was Fernando Gabriel).  Jaime will never take the place of Gabriel.  Both of our children hold a unique and special place in our hearts.  But Jaime gave us hope for the future and we know that God has wonderful plans for this very loving little boy!  Jaime came home to us forever in October of 2007 and has blessed our lives in more ways than we can possibly count.   And three months later on January 19, 2008, our family was doubly-blessed by the birth of our biological son Carson Alexander.  (Please do not use our story to tell other families – “see, if you adopt, you’ll become pregnant!”  Yes, it can happen, but it is not common and infertility was not the reason we chose to adopt.)  All three of our sons are the most beautiful blessings to us and our family.  And Jaime and Carson bring unbelievable joy to our home each and every day.  They love each other dearly, along with the normal fighting that brothers do.  And they know that they have a brother Gabe who is in heaven.  When asked if they have a brother, they’ll proudly point to his picture among our family photos on our mantel and say, “that’s our baby Gabe!”   And one night when I was tucking our 3-year-old Jaime in to bed, he looked me squarely in the eyes and said, “Mommy, there are babies who do not have Mommies.  You are a Mommy – you can help them?”  So, God, are you planting another seed of adoption in our hearts?

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The Answer for Anara

26 11 2010

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Anara was born in 2006 with a congenital defect called Bladder Exstrophy- In other words, her bladder was outside of her body at birth. A corrective procedure was attempted in Kyrgyzstan, but failed. She survived over 11 months with her bladder outside and her ureters not fully draining, which caused some permanent kidney damage. The baby house in Bishkek provided the best care they could. They kept Anara in isolation and treated her with antibiotics for frequent infections. When we picked up Anara from the baby hospital in April 2007, she had a fever and her bladder was extremely irritated. We had consulted with a pediatric urologist before traveling to bring Anara home, and were prepared to use plastic wrap coated in Vaseline to keep the bladder moist and protect it.

We took Anara to an international health clinic in Almaty, Kazakhstan. The physician told us that Anara most likely had Cerebral Palsy, and needed a “serious neurological examination.” The physician was concerned that we had not been given all the information about Anara’s condition. We knew that Cerebral Palsy was a possibility from Anara’s medical record and we were prepared to adopt her either way. We were willing to adopt a child with special medical needs because these children, too, need families and we have great resources here in the U.S. We knew from the moment we saw Anara’s picture, that regardless of her medical and developmental issues, she belonged in our family.

We were home only one day when Early Intervention Services came to evaluate Anara. They noted that she was severely delayed and malnourished, weighing less than 15 lbs at one year of age. Anara received occupational therapy, developmental therapy, physical therapy and a monthly nutritional consult. Anara started to gain weight, learned to sit up, started speaking, and even started walking within her first 6 months home. At that time, her care team felt she was strong enough to undergo the 15-hour procedure to correct her bladder exstrophy, followed by a month-long hospital stay. After the surgery, Anara was on her back for eight weeks before she was able to sit or stand again.

Anara has now had 11 surgical procedures. She is doing wonderfully and is not delayed in any area. She does not have Cerebral Palsy. She is social, loving, and healthy. We used to see her urologist weekly. Now we are able to go 12 weeks between exams. Anara is brilliant. She loves to play, pretend, laugh, listen to music, ride her bike, and go new places. We cannot imagine our family without her.

To watch a video Anara’s family created in celebration of the one year anniversary of her adoption, click here.  Anara was one of the last children to be adopted out of Kyrgyzstan before the Kyrgyz government stopped international adoptions.  For information on some of the children who have been impacted by this closure please read about Nikolas and Shelby, Addison, and Kenny and Emir.

Anara was lucky enough to find An Answer- Be The Answer for another child by reading about and signing the Families for Orphans Act Petition. Will you Be The Answer for the estimated 143 million orphans?





Be the Answer for Orphans

26 11 2010

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Dr. Jane Aronson traveled to Haiti along with Joint Council just days after the tragic earthquake that left thousands hungry, homeless, and in poor health. What is more devastating is the number of children who suffered the aftermath of the horrific natural disaster. This post was written at the end of an emotionally exhausted day. Jane and  the Joint Council staff went to 5 orphanages. The below post is a small insight as to life in Haiti and for children in many of the orphanages through Jane’s eyes.

It’s the end of the day (Friday, 1-29) and I am emotionally exhausted. We went to five orphanages and we saw hundreds of kids. I am so grateful to have found so many kids who were alive and not even injured physically by the earthquake…. on the other hand, the vast majority of them are in poor health, dirty, likely had at least a few medical conditions, and are not being educated in an consistent manner.

I am frustrated as I write this because I wonder what we can do to change what I will describe for you. At the first orphanage we visited, the kids were in the basement of a big beautiful building that is used for religious retreats. The building is beautifully constructed and painted, and there’s even a swimming pool, but the babies are in the basement. The basement smells like kerosene and urine, and I’m sure that they had to cook cereal on kerosene stoves…so dangerous because of the fumes and the chance of a fire with these babies all around in one crowded room … it made me very anxious.    The kids were wet and their diapers filled…I held a few babies and my pants became wet. There was no way to get a smile out of any of these children.  Twins came into this orphanage last night. They looked about 3 pounds each. The one twin I held was having repeated seizures as I held her, with the classic lip smacking, eye rolling and staring associated with seizures. The babies had not been examined by a doctor yet; the mother had died in childbirth 26 days before. Other kids just were staring or moved around the room aimlessly. Caretakers were also without affect and overwhelmed by the numbers of children they were supposed to care for in this little room where the floor was covered with filthy mattresses. I took a photo of the toddler who captured my interest…he was so depressed that he just stood holding onto a chair and did nothing…no eye contact and not a muscle moved in his face. He had classic psycho-motor retardation and depression. It broke my heart to see him so sad, but we had to leave and visit the other orphanages.

One orphanage was sweet and clean and had great caretakers who were very engaged in loving the children. I had my stethoscope and listened to each child’s chest. They all had colds, but only one child was wheezing. We told the head Nanny and she indicated that she would take the child to the clinic. We also were able to help the Nannies with the many questions they had about the rashes all the kids had…ring worm, eczema, scabies, failure to thrive, growth stunting…all things that can be easily managed, but the problem of course is that this is just a way of life for kids in orphanages – they live in filth, have very poor nutrition, and are repeatedly exposed to infectious diseases. These physical diseases have an effect on children’s emotions: they are uncomfortable in their own skins and that state of discomfort often causes them to withdraw and become depressed.

In fact, the challenge for me today was that depression….no matter where we went, we saw bored and depressed kids. One orphanage was very upsetting because it was so overcrowded that the kids were running wild and the staff was tired, overworked and angry. They were physical with the children. I watched one Nanny grab a toddler by the shoulder, just pick her up and throw her on a mattress. These kids were especially dirty and most of them had shaved heads and fungal infections.

One boy,  Rene, was recently in New York for a shunt operation. He had pressure in his brain and had a special procedure that placed a tube in his brain ventricles so that fluid could drain into his stomach. He never had the stitches taken out of his scalp after his surgery, and they were imbedded and causing infections of the skin. So, in the middle of the orphanage play area, I snipped six stitches, removed them and cleaned the pus from under the skin. It hurt, but Jean tolerated the procedure with some comforting. I cleaned his skin with some wipes I had in my bag, but there was one stitch I couldn’t get out. We decided to take Rene to Baptist Hospital, which had visited earlier in the day. In every orphanage where there are older children, there’s an obvious awareness of how we the visitors could leave Haiti and go somewhere that they wanted to go…to America. And of course all of the orphans we saw today were not only traumatized by a life of lost opportunity, but newly frightened for their lives due to the earthquake. The older children spoke of the sound of the earthquake and the shaking. They no longer want to be inside.

One orphanage run by St. Joseph’s Charity (in the US) houses very handicapped children and young adults. This place is amazingly well-run and the staff is very kind and capable. The young woman who runs the place is KC and she has been there for 5 1/2 years. The children have their own wheelchairs and there is modern equipment appropriate for kids with limited physical capacity. These kids had to be moved after the earthquake and were likely traumatized as they had to be picked up and carried out of the orphanage for their survival. I have been judgmental about faith-based organizations (FBO), but I think that I will have to re-examine this attitude because I have seen the work of many FBOs on this trip and they have accomplished a lot and appear to be very kind and committed to kids no one else wants to take care of.

Finally, by the late afternoon, we had visited all five orphanages. All I wanted at that point was to get back to the guest house, pack my bags, and go home..to see my children and Diana. I felt empty and powerless. I couldn’t see another dirty, depressed infant or smell another filthy old house. And I couldn’t see another fake soccer ball (rolled up socks) or more children with lice, scabies, bald heads, rotted teeth, broken and poorly healed fractures, limps from bone infections, silent toddlers with empty expressions, and babies with wasted buttocks and sunken eyes.

I had come to the end of my tolerance – for that day, at least – for the inhumane treatment of orphans.

Thousands of Orphans in Haiti are waiting for An Answer.  Be their Answer by reading about and signing the Families for Orphans Act petition. Will you Be The Answer for the estimated 143 million orphans around the world?





Be The Answer for Allanah Hope

25 11 2010

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Post Halloween festivities, I sit and reminisce on my children’s preoccupation with pumpkins, ghosts & spirits. There is something about the fall season that inevitably brings thoughts of those children who will never know the fun of knocking door-to-door shouting out “Trick or Treat,” thrusting a bag under the nose of whomever answers, with comments like, “well who have we got here … a beautiful Princess and Spiderman…?” as they turn smiling to gather goodies to donate to the “party.” The fall also brings thoughts of tender moments, as partied-out children are tucked into a warm bed and kissed goodnight.  Safe. With a Family. Although these thoughts of happy children are constant images this time of year also brings me thoughts of the children who died without the caress of a parents hand, without being tucked in at night or without the love of a family.

Some of the little ones that cross my mind, I had the privilege to hold, if only for brief moments.  Others worked their way into my heart through the screen on my laptop. All of them precious. All alone.

One little girl in particular, who stands out in my mind,  she to me,  represents all those who are now angels. This is the story of how we briefly met:

We were working late in the orphanage preparing a physiotherapy-style playroom for the children when we were quickly alerted by co-volunteers that help was needed to help feed 13 babies in the “newly-admitted” isolation room. Four of us rushed to assist. The one staff care-giver there was on auto drive immediately helping those she could, but her depleted soul could not be hurried by the three or four who still had the will to cry. Time had made her shield her heart and still her emotions. This was the only way for her to stay at this work.

We each picked up an infant and helped feed them.  Well, to be exact my baby did not seem to need help – she would not let go to come up for air. Drinking too fast, an intermittent choking cough did not make the child I was holding release her grip. She wanted that formula with all her little might and was going to do anything to get it. I became aware that my friends were also having difficulties feeding their little ones. One in particular called out for help as her baby was choking, or rather not swallowing at all. This little girl had challenging medical needs, which forced the Mom with experience in caring for children with cleft lip/palate to swiftly do her best. Drop by single drop she managed to feed this baby a couple of ounces. Less than an hour later, emotionally drained, we departed. That night was one we truly will never forget.

We returned home, each to our home country, to be nurtured by the warmth of our families. But we could not forget that little baby with feeding trouble from that night in the orphanage – how was she doing?

Sadly we learned she had died. Died without a family to hold her close or whisper her name as she left this world. The thought of this weighs an ache in my heart. Every time I reach out to comfort my children, or look into their frightened eyes to reassure or kiss their bumped or bruised limb, I am so thankful I can share those moments and calm their fears. But as I wrap my arms around them I ache just a little bit more knowing many will never, and have never, known this comfort. Many have left this world alone and unnamed.

Our group of volunteers could not hold that little girl as she departed our world but together we named her, Allanah Hope (baby of Hope) Shan Koukkari. I light a candle today, as I do each year at this time and think of you…and the many other children who have passed alone. You are remembered by me. Your light shines bright in me.

Julie Flynn Coleman

Today,  many of us will sit around with our family and  give thanks. Thousands of children will not. Be the answer for Allanah Hope  and other children who do not have this luxary. Write a  small thank you note (or show your appreciation in another way) to  a social worker, judge, or anyone else who has had a positive impact in your adoption or somebody else’s adoption process.








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