A Day In The Life of The Haiti Lady: Are you Drunk???

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Are you Drunk???

How do you describe the following feeling?

I send an email to the US Consulate in Haiti to Tell them that one of my adoptive families has had their dossier deposited as of Thursday of last week and to let me know if it is in need of anything else etc.
I receive an email back stating the following:

"Regarding the file of Adoptive parent #1 and #2, please be informed that we will welcome Their Beautiful Daughter on April 3rd at 7:30 for the visa interview." (Names have of course been changed)

OK....THIS email arrives to ME by 1pm on Tuesday afternoon-This appointment is for THURSDAY AM! I need to get this family across the entire US and to Haiti by Wednesday night....yeehaw..bring it on! I think the family was sure I was April Fooling them when I called. I think the exact words were "Are you drunk??" :-P hehe

So, they are currently at the travel agent booking tickets, I am scrambling around getting things set for them in Haiti and making sure I have told them everything they need to know before they go....Give me strength...give THEM strength!!! ;-)

Keep you updated on how it goes!

3 comments:

DotBlogger said...: Any chance that might happen for us? can you check? We can leave RIGHT NOW! Seriously! :) Please call them and ask.
~Julie; 4:58 PM
Angela said...: What??? Am I drunk? Did I really just read that??? What???

SOOOOOOOO COOOOOOOOL!! It gives great hope when its been feeling so hopeless. Please congratulate Parent 1 and 2 (cool names by the way) for me!!!!; 5:46 PM
Renee said...: That has given me so much hope!! We are at the end..we have passports and are getting the medical letter done..had the birth parent interview and signed our I-600 in Haiti in Aug. WOW!! So, maybe as soon as they re-open it won't be much longer!!! Thanks for the HOPE!!
Hugs,
Renee; 9:58 AM

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We Are Responsible

We are responsible for children who put chocolate fingers everywhere,
who like to be tickled,
who stomp in puddles and ruin their pants,
who sneak Popsicles before supper,
who erase holes in math workbooks,
who can never find their shoes.
And we are responsible for those who stare at photographers from behind barbed wires,
who can't bound down the street in a new pair of sneakers, who never "counted potatoes",
who are born in places we wouldn't be caught dead,
who never got to the circus,
who live in an x-rated world.
We are responsible for children
who give us sticky kisses and fistfuls of dandelions,
who sleep with the dog and bury goldfish,
who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money,
who cover themselves with Band-Aids and sing off-key,
who squeeze toothpaste all over the sink,
who slurp their soup.
And we are responsible for those who never get dessert,
who have no safe blanket to drag behind them,
who watch their parents watch them die,
who can't find any bread to steal,
who don't have any rooms to clean up,
whose pictures aren't on anybody's dresser,
whose monsters are real.
We are responsible for children who spend all their allowance before Tuesday,
who throw tantrums in the grocery store and pick at their food,
who like ghost stories,
who shove dirty clothes under the bed ,
and never rinse the tub,
who get visits from the tooth fairy,
who don't like to be kissed in front of the carpool,
who squirm in church and scream in the phone,
whose tears we sometimes laugh at and
whose smiles can make us cry.
And we are responsible for those whose nightmares come in the daytime,
who will eat anything,
who have never seen a dentist,
who aren't spoiled by anybody,
who go to bed hungry and cry themselves to sleep,
who live and move, but have no being.
We are responsible for children who want to be carried, and for those who must be...
For those we never give up on,
and for those who don't get a second chance.
For those we smother... and for those who will grab the hand of anybody kind enough to offer it.
~Ina Hughes