someone’s saying a prayer that we’ll find one another in that big somewhere out there.

I just watched the Help for Haiti Now telethon.  It was a very cool event…very moving performances, footage, stories.  One that really struck me was the woman who is trying to adopt a little girl from there.  She said she was just there with her but had to leave her because of the paperwork not being quite finished.  It made me angry to hear that.  I know of another very sweet family who has been trying to adopt their son from Haiti for almost 2 1/2 years now.  They started the process for him, then added a little girl.  She came home to them back in October, but he is still there.  STILL.  Even after this earthquake devastation.  I just don’t understand.  Why isn’t he with his family?

There were over 83,000 orphans in Haiti BEFORE the earthquake.  83,000!!!  I am just completely baffled as to how wanting to preserve the integrity of your national heritage, or getting financial gain, can have a higher priority than nearly a hundred thousand children.  BAFFLED.  It is completely beyond my comprehension.

It has always been a dream of mine to adopt.  In the past few years, it has grown to wanting to adopt many children, from many backgrounds and many countries.  I want to reach all over the world and gather my children home.

But, honestly, I am not sure how that is going to happen.  We have had adoption agencies not return our calls.  We have had adoption training sessions cancelled.  We have been told that we can’t adopt because we already have children.  We have had a private adoption fall through.  We have had the state tell us we must foster for 6 months to be eligible to adopt, and yet they didn’t give us any children to foster.  We have looked into international adoption and the requirements are quite staggering.  I don’t know how anyone can afford to take weeks and sometimes months off from work to adopt, while spending tens of thousands of dollars at the same time.

I’m not sure where I am going will all this…I guess I just wanted to get it off my chest.  It is SO frustrating.  It makes me feel helpless and angry, sad and broken.  I want to make a difference in some children’s lives.  If something were to happen to Brian and me, I would want my children to QUICKLY go to someone else who would love them.  I wouldn’t want there to be years of paperwork while they suffered in an orphanage or foster care.  I wouldn’t want them to be sold for thousands upon thousands of dollars.  I would want them to be loved.

“Somewhere Out There” by Linda Rondstadt and James Ingram