Sunday, March 22, 2009

Waiting

This week waiting has been hard. There has been many referrals, court dates, traveling families and activities. Many of the people who put their dossier in at about the same time as us have received good news. Even my sister has finally got word on her travel dates to Colima for her young lovelies. Nothing for us...nothing. I know there is a child out there waiting for our family, but I can not see her face. It is just this nagging pain in my side of a wrong that needs to be made right. The feeling of urgency overwhelms me as I sit here and do nothing.

Before this, I guess all the activities of dossier preparation kept me very busy. Now nothing. The only activity is really watching our bank account go down as we pay fees. The invoices are a constant reminder of the non activity with our adoption. The only thing we can really do instead of sitting here all blue and waiting is focus our efforts on the 2,000.00 in international aid we just found out that we need to raise in January. Hmmm, neither one (waiting or the money thing) sound that fun right now.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Africa’s Teresa ─ Haregewoin Teferra Dies


It is reported that Haregewoin Teferra has died yesterday of natural causes at her home in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia.

The following story about Haregewoin is taken from Mellisa Fay Greene's book, "There is No Me Without You."

Haregewoin Teferra was happily m

arried to Worku Kebede, a biology teacher and high school principal. She worked in the accounting office of Addis Ababa University and of Burroughs Computer Corporation. The middle-class couple lived in Ethiopia’s capital, Addis Ababa, and doted upon their daughters, Atetegeb, born in 1967, and Suzie, born in 1969. Then a pair of tragedies altered Haregewoin’s life. In 1990, at the age of 54, Worku collapsed and died from a heart attack. Bereft, Haregewoin raised her daughters alone. Atetegeb married, had a baby boy, then fell ill. Her sickness seemed untreatable. Haregewoin spent eight months at her daughter’s side, seeking every cure, consulting every clinic and physician, until, at the age of 24, Atetegeb died.

Haregewoin’s life ended. She spent all day every day draped in black, seated beside her daughter’s grave. A year passed in this way. She felt unable to return to work, unable to accept visits from her friends. “But my daughter,” she protested when they sought her out. “I liked her very much.”

She typed out a line from a song she remembered – “There is no me without you” – and placed it over an old photograph of teenage Atetegeb and Suzie laughing together. After 18 months of profound mourning, Haregewoin asked the Ethiopian Orthodox Church to take her into seclusion. She would leave the world, she would inhabit a hut in the cemetery near her daughter’s grave.

Instead, a Catholic organization approached Waizero [Mrs.] Haregewoin and asked her to shelter a homeless teenage girl. “My life is over,” she replied. “It doesn’t matter what I do. If you think God wants me to take her, then I will take her.” Two weeks later, the Catholic group phoned again to ask if she could shelter a homeless 17-year-old boy. Again she replied, “My life is over,” and she took the boy. Two weeks later, the agency phoned again, this time with two orphaned little girls. They’d lost their parents to AIDS; no one, in that moment of the dawning pandemic, wanted to risk contacting the disease by sheltering the children. But Haregewoin, who felt her life had ended anyway, accepted them into her compound, into her heart.

All that occurred roughly 400 children ago. Today Mrs. Haregewoin provides two houses to about 40 orphaned children, half of them HIV positive.

She has named her two compounds after her late beloved daughter, Atetegeb Worku. Thus: Atetegeb Worku Metasebiya Woleji Alba Hitsanet Merja Mahiber AWMWAHM (Atetegeb Worku Memorial Orphans Support Association) Mrs. Haregewoin gets no government help to care for these children; she relies on the generosity of friends, neighbors, and outsiders.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Why so complicated?

Well this is not exactly the formula that was needed. I am sure everyone who knows me has head about the formula shortage in Ethiopia? If not, basically the children in the orphanage have been suffering because no it is really hard to buy formula in Ethiopia right now. They just can't get it to buy. You can only imagine that the results of infant orphans with out formula for weeks can be... not good. I am shocked in this world that we can actually have starving babies in 2009, I still do not understand why it is so complicated to make sure the children of our planet are fed.

This week an adoptive father (S) and one of the people on our Ethiopian team (Ch) at our agency left on a plane to Ethiopia for the single purpose to carry totes of formula. One of the adoptive mothers started up a fund at a local bank (Bless your heart J) and the money just started coming in. She raised enough to by 200 cans of formula. That is thousands.

Sweet V goes through about a can+ a week right now. So the above amount will feed 4 babies for a year or 200 babies just this week. It seems like a lot, but not really. She is leaving the fund open and we have people traveling almost every week for the next six weeks. If you want to get you the address to mail a check, just let me know. The money will be 100% used to get food in the mouth of the orphans!

Please keep these folks in your thoughts and prayers as they make the journey to Ethiopia and back this week. We hope they will have safe travels, ease transporting the formula and the ability to make a difference in the lives of these children.