Ghana Adoption and Christianity
Anita
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Labels: Ghana Adoption, Job Stuff
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Labels: Fundraising, Ghana Adoption, Job Stuff
2. Court! After a long dry summer, the past month has proven to be full of LIFE in Ghana adoptions. I can't tell you how thankful I am to know that SIX of the families I work with have passed court in the last month (and another handful on their way)! Just to know that six families have been created...wow.
3. Refund! We feel incredibly blessed to say that we received our IRS adoption tax credit over the weekend. We filed our taxes in February and we've been going through the verification process almost all adoptive families have been forced to go through in order to get their refund. Honestly, I am a crappy record-keeper. I had very few receipts from our travel. Thankfully, AAI sent our paid invoices for adoption expenses. I really didn't know if everything would match up and knew we didn't have any more "proof" to send. We were already lucky, because the refund wasn't being counted on to pay off an adoption or other important things. We would get it, or not. We got it. Since we weren't set on getting it, it was an extra special surprise!
6. My husband's job. In an economy where so many have no job at all, my husband has a steady position that provides well for his family. He works very hard for us. Our goal has been that Eric would someday be able to provide fully for our family without my needing to make an income. That was impossible in the past, because of our debt. As we pay our debt, it's becoming more possible. It will be a wonderful day when we know I am working because I choose to, rather than because I must.
Recently he was asked to interview for another position, and was offered that position. While it's not the right fit, the experience as served to encourage him--to feel respected and appreciated for his talents. It also served to help him feel more appreciative of the job he does have. Isn't that awesome?!
7. Our home. Over the weekend we went to an open house...just because. We ended up in what would seem like the perfect house for us (of course!). An established older neighborhood with beautiful big trees for me. A house that had been taken down to the studs to the point that it was basically like new construction, for Eric. 3200 square feet with 4 bedrooms and a huge 2nd living space (aka classroom!) upstairs, for all of us. The perfect kitchen. Huge closets. A big deep bathtub. All at the amazingly low price of about 3 times the cost of our current house! We asked ourselves, "Did it feel twice as big as our house?" No. "Did it seem like it should be 3 times the price?" No. "Do we NEED all of those extra dream things?" No. "Would adding that huge debt feel good?" No.
By the end of the afternoon Eric and I were talking about all of the good things about our home. It's big enough (1800 sf). It has all the sleeping space we NEED. We have a ton of neighborhood support (should something ever happen to Eric). The mortgage is very comfortable, and would be easily paid off (if something ever happened to Eric). We have great access to the highway. Things could change, but instead of trying to figure out how we could sell our house and afford the "dream house," we ended up making a list of things we can do in this house to make it even more our home. For the past 6 years it feels like we've been living here without really knowing if this would be the forever house, or an interim house. We haven't painted. We haven't improved. We haven't even maintained it well, to be honest. We're ready to change that. We've already started with our recent classroom remodel and bedroom painting. With part of our tax refund we are going add some other things, and make this house even more of OUR home.
8. My job. I am a job-changer. I taught in public school for two years, then resigned to stay home with my kids. I worked in adoption for a few years, then resigned to be full time mommy again. I taught private early childhood music classes for a few years, and then resigned again. I have a constant struggle between mommyhood and career. For the first time in my life, I feel somewhat settled. My job is really emotionally draining some days (weeks), but for 4.5 years, the good has outweighed the bad. I have been able to keep my family as my #1 priority (which didn't happen the last time I worked in adoption). Nothing has been sacrificed. Well, I guess there are days here and there were the kids take a backseat, but not as a whole. I truly enjoy the families I get to work with. I don't know what it is. Is it that Ghana draws a certain type of family? Is it that AAI draws a certain time of family? There is *something* different.
Here are some character examples of the people I get to work with daily:
*Family organizes and hosts largest Ghana Adoptive Family gathering in the U.S., before they even have a referral.
*Families (plural!) VOLUNTEER to pay monthly foster care fees for their children, even though it is not required of them--just because they know funds are tight. What? Really?!
*Family hears of a mom in Ghana that needs career training. Plops down $500 IN THE MIDDLE OF THEIR OWN ADOPTION EXPENSES to help the mom.
*Families write to ME to see how I am doing when there is bad news coming out of Ghana, when they are the ones who are in the middle of the process!
*Families write to express appreciation and thanks for the agency when fees go up!
*Family runs huge adoption auction for another adoptive family--raises $16k for the family!
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Labels: Encouragement/Neat Stuff, Family Life, Job Stuff
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Labels: Ghana Agency/ Orphanage, Job Stuff, Travel and Prep
These children have loving families! Posted by A. Gillispie at 2:47 PM 2 comments
Labels: Ghana Adoption, Job Stuff, Waiting Children
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Today I sent out an email to my AAI families about ways they could assist with humanitarian projects in Ghana. If you read my blog often you know I don't usually "push" AAI stuff, but I figure maybe there are a few out there who aren't AAI families but are looking for great ways to support orphans and vulnerable children in Ghana!
Maybe you're adopting through an agency that isn't set up to do much family preservation work in Ghana? Maybe you've already adopted but are looking for ways to stay connected with the country? Maybe you aren't adopting at all but are hoping to meet the call to care for orphans? As I mentioned at the top, this is just a handful of ways you can assist AAI's humanitarian efforts in Ghana. As a reminder, all donations are tax deductible, and there are no administrative costs taken out of your donation. Every penny you donate goes directly towards your intended purpose!! |
Posted by A. Gillispie at 12:46 PM 1 comments
Labels: Ghana, Humanitarian, Job Stuff
I mentioned last week that I had an awesome birthday, in part, because of a very special gift from Ghana. Well, knowing that Baby Princess is now in the safe and loving arms at City of Refuge was the best gift I could have received!! I got news on my birthday, and the very next day she went to her interim home (until she can be adopted)!
Got HERE to read the whole story.
Posted by A. Gillispie at 9:23 AM 1 comments
Labels: Ghana Adoption, Job Stuff
Posted by A. Gillispie at 9:25 PM 2 comments
Is another 23 days like this one! [minus the news of a heart issue]
In the last 10 months or so the good days with Ghana adoption have become fewer and farther between. Obviously, there are LOTS of days when a family receives good news and I get to give it. But there are few days when ALL of the news is good.
Today was a banner day. I didn't have any big bad news to give. I got to help make families! Woo-hoo! There is nothing like seeing the "waiting children" folder become smaller and the "matched children" folder becoming bigger! Well, I take that back. It is even better to see the "matched" children folder become smaller while the "post-adoption" folder becomes bigger! LOL!
Beyond adoption stuff I got to help plan some super-fun Christmas activities for some special kids and families in Ghana. This is all thanks to the amazingly generous families who are donating to the 2010 AAI Holiday Project!
Beyond "work" (I hate calling it that), I had a good family day. It wasn't a bad fibromyalgia day. The kids all had good behavior. They looked super cute at the doc's office, because Taevy decided they should all dress in their Christmas best for Dr. Connie. [The doc even wanted to take a picture! LOL!] The big kids got their school done. The little kids' played well together. I was a good mommy--not yelling, and praising them much more than criticizing them! Eric and I met our goal of being even more kind and respectful of one another, rather than falling into that trap where you are more snappy with your mate than you would ever be to some stranger on the street. And to top it all off, the Christmas tree is up and the lights are on! [No, we're not going to discuss the 16 boxes of Christmas decorations and ornaments still to be put out.]
Ahhh... This day was a gift, to be sure. These are the types of days that make all of the other ones bearable. Thank you Lord.
Anita
Posted by A. Gillispie at 10:06 PM 1 comments
Labels: Family Life, Job Stuff
Eban--an Adinkra Symbol in Ghana, standing for "love, safety, and security,"
Eban House closed over half a year ago. Eban House was the care center AAI opened in 2007, when our Ghana program first started. For 3 years we were able to help kids who were all shriveled up upon arrival to slowly grow and blossom into beautiful blooms. For three years we were able to support the local economy in a small way, by employing 20 Ghanaians not just with a living wage, but also benefits such as health care and vacation time. For three years AAI parents were able to know who was responsible for their future child's care--and able to keep their agency accountable if the care wasn't what they wanted it to be. For three years, we had an Eban House family--current residents, "graduates," employees, and volunteers.
I hate that it's all gone now. This little children's home should have been nothing more than a small blip, except to the children and families that benefited directly from the home. Instead, because it was started and supported by an adoption agency, the powers that be in Ghana refused to see it for what it was. They assumed (wrongly) that there must have been some sort of profit. They assumed (wrongly) that there must have been some sort of ulterior motive. When new residential home standards were put out by the government, we worked our tails off to make sure we met every standard. And then we were one of the first to apply under the new standards to be a fully licensed children's home under Ghanaian law. We did everything "right." It didn't matter.
There are very, very few "legal" and licensed children's homes in Ghana. That has been the case for a long time, and for a long time nobody did anything about it. But in the last few years Ghana made it very clear that their goal was to close down up to half of the homes (in favor of private foster care or family reunification), and license only the best. It sounds good, in theory. But in reality greed becomes a very real part of the deal. Licensing "the best" never really happened. Closing of homes (some good, some bad) has happened.
Here we were with Eban House. What to do? We say we're going to run a program that is fully within Ghana's laws, and yet we are running a home that is no longer licensed. Lots of others are doing it. Heck! There are several U.S. adoption agencies that are right now running homes, usually calling them "foster homes," that are completely unlicensed and therefore illegal in Ghana's eyes. Why couldn't we do the same? 1. Because we said we would operate within the law. 2. Because we were the "first" and therefore the one to draw all of the attention.
Eban closed in April 1st of this year. And I mourn her every day. I see kids in other orphanages and I mourn the conditions they are living in. I cringe at the thought of 50 kids and 1-2 caregivers, or no money to take a malaria-stricken child to the hospital. Our kids were so well cared for, in comparison. It makes me angry. I have a sour feeling in my heart, because I had to end something GOOD in order to do what was legal and right.
Let me take it a step further and say, I feel jealous of some of those other homes. I think to myself, "Why do they remain open without a license? How do those agencies justify it? Where is the justice?" And yet,how is it just for the children if these homes are closed. I just wish it were a fair playing ground. However, I am the one that created this hard standard. Others aren't required to work by my standard. The one thing I promised myself when I started this work in 2007 was that I would never compromise on corruption. But most certainly, there have been many sacrifices in order to stay away from it. Eban House was sacrificed.
One day I hope that Ghana Social Welfare is structured enough to license not only children's homes of high standard, but also adoption agencies of high standard. In Ethiopia the government keeps track of the work an adoption agency does not only for orphaned children, but for ALL of the vulnerable in the country. Shame to the agency that is not taking part in programs beyond that of assisting the adoptable child.
Lately I've been feeling sorry for myself because I'm not making many friends in the community when I talk about stuff like this. I find I am less and less "popular" the more real I become about stuff. [And honestly, I like to be liked!] People don't like to hear about corruption. They don't like to ask hard questions of their adoption agencies. They are only against corruption as long as their child can still come to America. Few of us would stand against corruption if it meant we were no longer able to adopt.
Hmm...I'm getting off subject. I'll stop here.
Eban House, I miss you, and all you were meant to be.
Posted by A. Gillispie at 9:07 PM 3 comments
Labels: Ghana Adoption, Job Stuff
THESE are the people my heart is burdened for. THESE are the people that bring me out of bed after a bad day and cause me to keep putting one foot in front of the other. I know that there are many of us out there, that can only keep going because of the chance that every once in a while we can be the servants of God, to help people such as THESE to come out of the ashes and to rise once again.
The longer I do this sort of work the more my heart is stirred in the direction of the vulnerable, so that they many never become the orphan or the widow. It's a lie to say "I want to work myself out of a job." but if that job title changed, because there was no more need, I would be thrilled.
Posted by A. Gillispie at 1:06 PM 0 comments
Labels: Heavy Stuff, Humanitarian, Job Stuff
"Slander: a false, malicious statement (spoken or published), especially one which is injurious to a person's reputation"
I'm having one of those days where my world of being an adoptive parent and my world of being an adoption coordinator are colliding.
As an adoptive parent, I have been very outspoken about my experiences (both positive and negative) with the agencies we've employed to assist with our adoptions. I firmly believe that we, as adoptive parents, should be able to report negative experiences without the worry of an agency coming back and threatening to sue for "slander" if we don't keep our comments to ourselves. People have to be able to learn about unethical agencies. People need to be brave and share the truth.
Truth. Therein lies the problem.
When I've spoken out about negative experiences I've had, I've spoken the truth *OR* have been very clear that this has been MY experience or is MY opinion (i.e. it's subjective).
Agencies have such the ability to ruin a family's lives if they lie. They must be held accountable. There are many people out there that (truthfully) say that agencies aren't held accountable enough. However, I would argue that we adoptive parents have even less accountability. This is what I've thought about for the first time today.
If I would have wanted to, I suppose I could have written all sorts of lies about some of my previous experiences. I could have posted on all of the "adoption agency ratings" boards, carefully planning out my attack to make my agency look to be something much different than it was. Everybody eats up a "bad agency" story. And a "bad coordinator story?" Well, that's even juicier. Agency personnel are very rarely allowed on those sites, so families have the ability to write the TRUTH without fear of a lawsuit. This is a good thing. But what happens when the adoptive family doesn't tell the truth?
Nothing.
There's no "bad family" reporting sites out there. There's no way for one agency to report to another when a family has acted in a way that is truly concerning. If an agency stops working with a family for good reason, the family does not have to report that to the next agency. They can go, sign up, and still adopt. I believe this is where we get children into families that truly should not be adding a child through adoption.
But see, now I feel like a bad guy as an adoptive parent. Because adoptive parents are already scrutinized enough, right? I know I've felt that way. I don't need another government agency breathing down my back! Just leave me along with my kids already, right?
The system is flawed. If someone chooses to write absolute lies about me (by name) and puts it out there on the internet, I, as an adoption coordinator have no recourse. There's nothing that can hold that family accountable for their lies. Nothing on earth anyway.
Today, for the first time, I "get" why agencies threaten to sue for slander. As an adoptive parent I read those negative reviews and store them away as truth--or maybe exaggerated truth. I don't tend to question an adoptive parent's experience when written online. Why would someone lie about that sort of thing?
They lie because they are hurt. They are hurt that something didn't work out, and they need some one to blame. They want to hurt someone back. They want someone to pay.
We all (agencies and adoptive parents) have such a huge responsibility to speak truth. In the end there is a certain amount of "honor system." Sometimes I question how much "honor" is left out there...
Anita...who is thankful that my ultimate judge always knows the truth
Posted by A. Gillispie at 7:28 PM 10 comments
Labels: Ethics, Heavy Stuff, Job Stuff
[Forgive me. I need to vent some things and it's going to look like a pity party. Don't pity me. Just pray for me!]
I could really us your prayers.
I'm weary.
Very weary.
I'm in that funky place where I have too many things on my plate and don't feel that I'm doing any one thing well. The guilt is overwhelming me. Yes, I know this is just satan attacking. I know my strength and hope are in the Lord. I know there is no reason to worry about tomorrow. But I'm being real here. I'm not perfect, and I'm down.
Health: Stinky. I've stopped losing weight. The fibromyalgia is in full force. I'm so very very tired all the time (that happens when the pain from the fibro is more than usual, because sleep is a release from the pain).
Wife: Eric is getting total leftovers from me, and pickins' are slim! He's understanding (as always) but I don't like taking advantage of the fact that he can go longer without my full support than other areas of my life.
Kids: It's summer, so the "school" schedule is very light to nonexistent. But this leaves 4 kids who are so bored they can't stand it. Mommy is too tired or too busy with work, so there have been no fun outings during the day, even though I've got a hundred things planned in my head. Big kids are helping with little kids WAY too much, because I'm too busy with work or too tired/sick with Fibro. Not fair to them. I'm a realist and teach my kids that life isn't fair. They know that. Lots of things about their lives aren't "fair." But I wish for more for them than they've received lately.
House: My poor house! I'm so sick of the clutter. Whatever housekeeping does get done is usually done by Eric and the big kids lately. Or what I do is just enough to keep roaches out of the house! I don't like living this way. I've never had a super clean house--never will. But the current standard is way low. If Eric had a full set of eyes and could see the grime I'm sure he would flip!
Work: It feels like one step forward two steps back lately. I try to look at the bright side of Ghana adoption, but currently the embassy is like a huge black cloud over any brightness I could otherwise see. I don't like hearing about people I care about being treated like crap by my fellow American citizens. I don't like "guilty until proven innocent" mentality. There isn't enough time in the day for me to do all of the things I would like to do for the families and children I care about. And sometimes I wonder, "Who am I?" that people are counting on me to help solve these complicated issues. I feel unworthy and unqualified to do this sometimes. I don't feel good enough.
Miss Okie: We are so very thankful for Eric's kidney. It's what we prayed for for 3 years. But darn it, Miss Okie is just taking her sweet time to acclimate to Eric's body. I figured that six months after transplant we'd be going for labs and appointments once a month. Eric continues to have "small scares" over and over again. His creatinine level is up and down like a roller coaster. The doctors always say not to worry, and then schedule extra appointments (like kidney ultrasound) and keep him coming back every week. His medication levels never seem to settle in to a good groove. So we still have lab/appointments once a week. This does not sound like such a big deal. It really takes very little time from my life because Eric's dad even takes him! We just pick him up after the appointment and take him on to work. The thing is, the constant worry that Miss Okie is going to putter out on us at any moment. There's always a small background stress related to the kidney failing. We thought by now Eric would be living the high life! But instead, because of complications he's having, he's more weak than he ever has been. He was supposed to have all of this energy and stamina! Not so much. Not at all. I look forward to the time when everything is settled with the kidney--when we can go six months without thinking about it. That's how I thought it would be. Maybe I was wrong all along. Maybe this is how it is--always wondering if the next day will bring kidney rejection? I think I'm having a hard time accepting that. =-(
Bright: Something is going on with Bright. Something is coming to a head. And it bugs me to all get out that I can't figure out what's going on. His behaviors almost remind me of high level autism. And they are so odd and random that I can't make a list of them. I just don't know how to help him. That drives me crazy. If he was sick, I would feel qualified. If I saw attachment or sensory issues, I would feel qualified. But I just don't "get" this. And I haven't found time or energy to research whatever resources might be out there. I don't even now what direction to go because I don't know if it's behavioral, psychological, food/chemical sensitivities, or something else all together! What all this LOOKS like in our home is a lot of aggression (bordering on abuse) from Bright--lots of fights and constantly having to oversee him so as to help him be more successful. We're "tomato-staking" right now. Bright is always by my side. I'm trying to help him succeed. But even with him right by my side he still manages to be unsuccessful in controling his behaviors.
Kendi: Kendi is losing weight. This is something I do have experience with (Samren). She's gained 2 pounds since she came home 9 months ago. Well....she gained 4, and has lost 2 in the last six months. She weighs 23 pounds. She continues to grow taller though. It's not a picky-eater thing. She's not a picky eater. She just doesn't eat enough anymore. I've observed this over the last several months, but I know that I am extra sensitive to kids who don't eat enough (because of Samren) and told myself not to worry about it. Yesterday's appointment with Dr. S. in Arkansas confirmed that her growth curve is going down now. =-( It's really not a big deal yet. I know this. She's active and healthy. We just need to add calories everywhere we can (cream instead of milk; milk instead of water, butter on everything, etc.). I need to try harder to get her to eat her food rather than saying, "You've had long enough to eat. Put it in the sink." We used to spend 6 hours a day (literally) trying to feed Samren. Taking extra time to feed Kendi when she won't eat on her own won't take nearly that long. But it is more time when I've got all of these other things screaming in my ears--"PAY ATTENTION TO ME!"
Dr. S. asked me yesterday how everything was going, generally. How is life? I took a moment to consider and told her everything was good. I've got four amazing kids, and a fantastic husband. I've got a job I am passionate about, and get to do something in my daily life that I feel makes an eternal difference in the lives of children. I live in a nice home. My kitchen is full of food. I have NO reason to complain about my life. It IS a good life. It's just a bit too much life right now. I'm weary. I'm not sure how to bring it all back down to a level where I feel that I'm doing all things well at the end of the day.
The guilt. See, now I've taken 1/2 an hour to write this post when I should have been doing other things--so more guilt! But writing is my release. I'll feel better after I'm finished writing this. Truly I will. I'll probably go off and have a good day. But generally, I would covet your prayers over these areas of my life, if little 'ol me happens to make it into your prayers. Really, if the Fibromyalgia were under control everything else would have much more attention. This stupid illness takes too much from my life.
Love,
Anita
Posted by A. Gillispie at 8:55 AM 8 comments
Labels: Family Life, Heavy Stuff, Job Stuff
But before I do, I have to put it out there. I really like my job. There have been times the past few months that I did NOT like my job and really prayed about my future. But I like it, mostly because I work with the best families in the world of adoption. I really believe that. I think there's something about Ghana that draws great families, and something about the agency I work for that draws even greater families. Ghana families aren't the "spoiled" families who adopt from quick and easy countries. They are hardy people that are ready to fight hard for their kids from the very beginning. I am blessed by them every day. Hardly a day goes by when I don't have someone tell me "thank you" or "I'm praying for you." How many jobs come with benefits like that?! [Not that I exepct thank yous and prayers, but I'll never turn them down!]
Anita....who is headed to bed record-early tonight.
Posted by A. Gillispie at 7:29 PM 6 comments
Labels: Job Stuff
A sweet, sweet friend that also happens to be a (post-adoptive) AAI Ghana family posted THIS BLOG POST today. I have to admit H, you had me in tears.
Posted by A. Gillispie at 6:53 PM 5 comments
Labels: Ghana Agency/ Orphanage, Job Stuff