She wrote to them, they wrote to her, and the Iowa family became sponsors for their immigration. They helped my great-grandparents and their girls secure passage to the U.S., and opened their home to them when they arrived.
Every day, thousands of Syrians flee violence to seek out food, protection, medical care and other urgently-needed aid.
норвегия на карте There are 12 million people inside Syria displaced or in desperate need of humanitarian aid. At least half of the displaced are children.
sending hope #withsyria
CARE, a leading humanitarian organization dedicated to fighting poverty of the oppressed, has connected WWII survivors who were refugees as children with Syrian children who are current refugees.
These survivors, who were recipients of the world’s first CARE Packages, are paying it forward 70 years later, sending compassion — and so much more — to Syrian refugee children. The result? Deeply moving connections between people who, though separated by decades and distance, share so much.
Things might be hard right now, and maybe even sad or scary. You can be brave. There are people around the world who love you and are praying for you. Stay strong, and don’t lose hope. There is always hope. I love you!
Syrians inside and outside of Syria have endured five years of war. Millions have been forced from their homes, seeking refuge in other countries.
I know writing a letter is such a seemingly small thing, but really, it can mean so very much. Never underestimate the power of words, and the power of hope. Reassure them that they are not forgotten. That you care. Send your message of hope.
If you’re unable to contribute monetarily, please join me in sharing this post on Facebook or Twitter to help share about the hope-filled work CARE is doing to come alongside children and families who are in a very dark situation.
By no means am I an expert on the extra chromosome, but I’m eager to share a bit of our story — a bit of Eliza’s story — with you.
When we learned of sweet baby with Down syndrome waiting for a family, Jonny and I both had misconceptions and myths pop into our heads. We don’t know until we know.
http://chastny-maister.ru/libraries/tcpdf/dell-n5050-harakteristiki.html dell n5050 характеристики I am grateful for families and people who have been touched by Down syndrome that I have had the privilege of watching and learning from, which helped confirm our “yes” toward Down syndrome adoption. I have seen the joy and value of each life God has created, and most of all — I have learned that we are more alike than different.
лизюкова 16 воронеж на карте What is it? Down syndrome occurs when a person has an extra copy of chromosome 21. This extra genetic material can cause delays in the way a child develops. Down syndrome is a lifelong condition. With care and support, children who have Down syndrome can grow up to have healthy, happy, productive lives. (Babies with Down syndrome are not only born to “old” moms — and what triggers the extra chromosome is still unknown.)
http://danapo.ru/system/smsgate/sitemap99.html мазь прополисная инструкция What’s normal? Each baby, child, and adult with Down syndrome is different. We don’t define people who have Down syndrome as “one of them” or “a Down’s baby” — each person has unique qualities, strengths, and challenges. At three months, Eliza is much more like a “typical” child than a child with Down syndrome. She has strong muscle tone, rolls over, and holds her head up.She sleeps through the night and has earned the nickname of little snuggle bug due to her love of cuddles. She giggles, coos, and even belly laughs when something is really funny. My hope is not to hold unrealistic expectations over her, but at the same time, empower her. One of the most common things young adults with Down syndrome express? “Don’t limit me.”
http://tehnostroysnab.ru/otkaz-ot-sdachi-gto-obrazets.html отказ от сдачи гто образец Will she have health issues? We are so very grateful that Eliza has not had eating or feeding issues, and her congenital heart defects look to be healing on their own. As we have done with any of our other children, we will continue to have check-ups with proper doctors, specialists, and therapists to make sure we’re doing all we can to keep her healthy and strong. While there are medical conditions associated with Down syndrome (including heart and intestinal problems, visual and hearing loss, thyroid function fluctuations, leukemia) no person will have them all. Down syndrome is very rarely a complex or severe disability. It is more commonly described by experts today as a ‘mild to moderate developmental delay‘.
зиртек для детей капли инструкция What does the future hold? People with Down syndrome have as much hope for the future as you and me. So much has changed, even in the last 10 years. In 1983, the average life expectancy of a person with Down syndrome was a mere 25-years-old. Today, it’s 60. While behavior, mental ability, and physical development varies from person to person, many people with Down syndrome grow up to hold jobs, live independently, and enjoy normal recreational activities. College, career, marriage…these are possibilities, and the more we support inclusion, the more hope becomes reality!
This book is written with compassion (not fear!) and clearly walks you through key points to expect as you raise a little one with Down syndrome. It includes lots of excerpts from real-life parents, and it’s easy to flip to the chapter you need. It’s clear and easy-to-read (not overly medical, which some Down syndrome books are). It uses positive language and I’m so grateful to have it in my toolbox.
She is treasured and loved and we are so grateful for the profound privilege we get in raising her. She makes the world sparkle by just being her, and the joy she has brought our family and friends is palpable. I pray I’m worthy of the calling of being her mommy. Eliza has two older brothers who love her beyond words and a daddy who would do just about anything to make her happy and make sure she knows just how loved she is.
I’m a busy mama to busy little ones. We have an incredibly active five-year-old, an almost three-year-old, and a precious little two-month old. In April, we’ll welcome baby #4, and we’ll have four kids ages five and under. Our family doesn’t look like other families, so I’ve come to expect occasional second-glances and unsolicited comments. But recently, as we’ve welcomed Eliza into our family through adoption and my bump continues to grow, I’ve been receiving the “OH, your hands are full!” and “OH, you’re going to have your hands full!” remarks at an increasing rate.
A few weeks ago, we stopped at a fast-food restaurant for lunch. My kids were thrilled at the rare treat and sat with me in a booth while Jonny stood in line to order. The boys were being super calm, and Eliza was sleeping in her carseat. It was actually the most peaceful I think our tribe could have possibly been, and I was feeling pretty awesome.
But thank goodness, an older woman made her way to our booth to pop that bubble. She felt it her duty to inform me of her observation that I had my hands full, with a little side-eye and passive-aggressive condescension for good measure. “Hands full, heart full!” I replied back to her with a smile, to which she awkwardly had no response and huffed away.
I laughed to myself, because from the way I was sitting in the booth she couldn’t have even possibly been able to tell that I was pregnant and we were expecting another babe soon. If she knew that, she might have choked on her cheeseburger.
http://planeta-deneg.ru/wp-includes/widgets/sitemap37.html скоро в кинотеатрах 2015 список The thing is, my hands are full.Really full. I often feel ill-equipped for the life God has given me. I’m tired. We spend a lot of time at home, because taking lots of littles anywhere is a huge feat in and of itself. And that can start to feel pretty lonely. Add the doubt and worry and fear that sneak into this mama’s heart, and I’m under no illusion that I don’t have my hands full. God has given me precious gifts and I’m just praying I raise and love them well.
What I want you to know is that I’m tired, but I’m happy. These sweet little ones fill us with joy that goes beyond what I could ever deserve. They are truly gifts of grace.
I am so grateful that God saw our open hearts and blessed us through adoption and birth. I am humbled to play a role in these little ones’ lives. Nothing is more refining than parenthood, and I’m floored that my life looks the way it does.
соли кислоты основания оксиды таблица The next time you see a mom of young kids, encourage her. Tell her she’s doing a good job — I don’t know any mother who doesn’t want to hear that. Offer to carry her baby or wrangle her toddler. And if you can’t think of anything nice to say…don’t say anything at all.
расписание автобусов губкин курск через мантурово And moms in the thick of it — I see you. I see you struggling with the escaping toddler and the baby in the car seat. I see you because I am you, and I want you to know that God has equipped us for such a time as this. We come to it in different ways, and it looks different for all of us, but I do know that mothering is a gift and a sacrifice. I know that so often you feel alone, but I want you to know that you’re not. And I want you to take all the quips and side comments with a grain of salt, and remember that God has called you to this one precious life, and now is the time for living.
резюме образец финансовый менеджер Teachers deserve a thank you. More than that — they deserve a standing ovation. Teachers invest all they have into our most precious gifts, often quietly and without fanfare.
When I had the chance to partner again with Hallmark, I knew who I wanted to buy a Christmas gift for — my son’s teacher.
http://autosexoticosmexico.com/spamreports/smarty/sitemap38.html поздравление брату на 50 лет от сестры Joseph is in his first year of elementary school, and words can’t express how grateful I am for his teacher. She gives each student in her little crew of five-year-olds the option for a hug — or a high five — at the end of every single day, sending them out into the big world with an extra dose of love. Without a doubt, my little guy picks a hug every time, and my mama heart could burst.
crowd control перевод Teachers give their time, their resources, their hearts. I think back on my education and I can name each one of my teachers — the fearless warriors with compassionate hearts who taught and loved, without ever knowing what their impact would truly be.
We love laughing around the table about that one time my mom spilled the barbecue sauce at dinner. Or the Florida vacation when my dad rocked an Indiana Jones hat and thought he accidentally ran over my brother’s foot with the rental car. (Spoiler: He didn’t.)
Not because those stories are profound, but because when we gather together, we’re recalling memories, recalling feelings. We’re remembering how we felt when we laughed so hard we cried. We’re identifying as a tribe with shared experience — the shared experience of being a family.
My two-year-old likes to climb up on my lap, snuggle his shaggy hair under the crook of my arm, and say: “Mommy, we are family.”
And that’s what family is. It’s people you do life with. Family is the people who create moments that shape and define who we are.
I’m a big fan of the Dave Thomas Foundation for Adoption. The foundation works to find permanent, loving homes for more than 130,000 children waiting in North America’s foster care system.
Each one of those sweet kiddos are in foster care due to no fault of their own, and each one of them deserves a family that will value and treasure them. A family that they can sit around the table and laugh about all the stories and memories they’ve built up together.
Through November, Wendy’s is showcasing children who have been adopted through Wendy’s Wonderful Kids, with these kiddos’ illustrations of a special “family first” moment on Wendy’s cold beverage and specialty cups.
The four separate drawings bring to life the power of foster care adoption through a child’s eyes, highlighting everyday family moments that most of us take for granted, such as a day at the beach.
Like Rigo’s story. His first family memory is going to an amusement part when he was twelve. Twelve.
оладушки на кислом кефире I think about all the sweet, special memories my sons, at five and two, can already recall and retell. And even the memories they can’t recall, they can remember how they felt.
Watching these short videos, hearing the kids’ own words, hit me at he heart. I’m reminded of how our family has been so intimately touched by adoption and why we’re walking this rocky road of adopting again, this time a waiting or harder to place child in the United States.
I’m grateful to see a large company like Wendy’s so focused on kids that the rest of the world can so easily tune out. I genuinely impressed that these kiddos, who were once waiting in foster care, are now getting their stories in the hands of millions of people across the country through these illustrated cups.
Through the Wendy’s Wonderful Kids, special recruiters are hired to work on caseloads of children and give each child as much attention as he or she deserves. These recruiters take into account the needs of the children they serve, to find the children their forever homes.
I'm a full-time journalist turned work-at-home editor. I'm hitched to a shaggy-haired pastor and we're smitten with two wild + crazy boys: Joseph (5) and Asher (2). We're in the adoption process for a special needs little one and we're also expecting in April 2016. I drink strong coffee, I like pretty things, and I believe there's beauty in the broken. I hope this little space will encourage you to find worth and live a story worth sharing. Join me?