For several months I have been feeling a distinct call to orphan advocacy. I have not been sure what avenue to pursue, whether it be blogging, involvement in a particular non-profit, promoting orphan care in my own little sphere of influence, or something completely different.
I began praying, and looking, and listening for an open door.
About 2 months ago, a fellow adoptive mom posted a link on Facebook to the blog of a family who was adopting Katie.
Katie is 9 years old...yes years, not months. Katie has Downs Syndrome. Downs Syndrome does not cause a child to weigh 10 lbs 9 oz at 9 years old. Neglect and malnutrition, at the hands of an Eastern European institution did that. Her bones are porous and brittle like the bones of an elderly lady with osteoporosis. She came home with scurvy due to a lack of vital nutrients. She was so dehydrated that she was hospitalized in her home country within hours of release from the institution. Her teeth have never been brushed. Her fontanel (soft spot) has never closed due to malnutrition. Her body stopped creating human growth hormone. In her 9 1/2 years, she has only consumed a watered-down formula. She is still in diapers.
She was taken directly from the airport in the US to PICU in a leading children's hospital. And, upon examination at the hospital they discovered fractures in her spine from being handled improperly with her fragile bone condition. There is no excuse.
Katie has been rescued. Just over 2 weeks ago, a loving family brought her home. Just over 2 weeks ago, Katie began to experience joy, peace, and contentment for the first time in her young life. Katie was just released from the hospital.