"You didn't give me these arms, but you gave them a family to hold.
You didn't give me my body but you've truly shaped my soul. Your love has given me wings and how my spirit soars. Knowing that I always will be yours. Forever and for always I am yours."

Saturday, March 24, 2012


As we enter the final countdown, I will try to catch up on what we have been doing...

We are on the bullet train somewhere in the country side between Qufu and Nanning.  We are also between stunning modernization and staggering poverty.    We have been in an elegant chandeliered powder room  and an hour later in a public latrine with no privacy stalls and a ditch to squat over.    We have eaten fried cicada, sea cucumber and chicken feet.   We have tried to function in the bitter cold and now the rosy red of the children cold burned faces bring an uncomfortable new meaning.  What an introduction to life my American raised girls are getting.

We have equally frightened and mesmerized the children of three orphanages with our technology, unfamiliar language and stranger faces in the whirlwind that has been the last three days.  We have firmly imbedded in our hearts the children of Ruzhou, Heze and Jining.  Their caregivers have become our dear comrades as we work together to help the children living under their roofs.  Each adult works for them to have a future with health, opportunities and family.  The children are ready.  They wish to be included.  When I hugged each child and whispered in their ear that I was working hard to find their family and ended my embrace with a kiss, they leaned in for more.  Some were quick to kiss me back.  All  remained waiting as we left and the security door was locked behind us.

It is hard to see so many children who struggle.  It is impossible to meet every need at once but we will certainly wear ourselves out trying to meet as many needs as we possibly can.  We need the help of every person that can lend a hand or offer a prayer.


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  2. I am loving your blog Stefani. This post where you describe whispering to each child and kissing the children good-bye, and how they lean in for more kisses just made me cry. When people ask me who my hero is, your name is among those at the top of the list. I'm so glad you finally have your girls, and they're so lucky to have you.

    I wanted to tell you also how much I love the music on this blog. I left the computer for awhile with it playing and it has now made the full circle of songs and I just love them... maybe I'll let it play all day --- it's so much better than the radio!