Archive for August, 2015

• Jasmine’s Blog – Why Can’t I Walk?

  Date: 2015.08.21 | Category: Uncategorized

  In China, people tell me I can walk.  In China, I see doctor and doctor says I can walk.  The people are lying.  I can’t walk.  The people tell me if I come to America I can walk.  I believe what the people tell me.  I come America. I go see lots of doctors and every doctor see me say I can’t walk.  I have SMA.  (Spinal Muscular Atrophy)

  But sometimes I really want to walk.  I don’t understand why the boss tell me that you come to America then you can walk.  The nannies tell me that no one will want me because people won’t spend money on somebody who doesn’t walk so they say I have to stay in the orphanage.  They say I too heavy, really heavy so no body will want me.   (*FYI – Jasmine weighs 90 pounds.)

  Before I do my back surgery, I thought if I did that surgery, I would be able to walk.  But I still can’t walk after I done with surgery.  I was really sad because I really want to walk.  People always tell me that doctors in America really good and they can help me walk but it is not true.

  When I was 5 my grandma was mad at me for not being able to walk   She was so mad at me because she don’t know why I can’t walk.  When I was little I could walk holding on to the wall but then I can’t do it any more.  My grandma says I am pretending not be able to walk.  So my grandma take a something hot and put it on my leg.  It burned my leg.  But I can’t walk.

  My grandma take me to the orphanage because she can’t take care of me anymore because I too heavy.  I can’t walk and I really heavy so she can’t take care of me so she took me to the orphanage.  If I could still walk, my grandma would keep me.

  One time in China the nannies say I can walk so they test me put the food over where I can’t reach it.  The nanny says if you can reach it you can eat and if you can not reach it you can not eat it and be hungry.   I try all day and I can’t reach the food.  I really hungry.  The nanny hit me and say, “You can’t reach it and I have to do everything.  You should walk. Why you can not walk?”  I just cry and can’t say anything.

  In the orphanage I sat in the corner all day because I can’t walk.  Everybody that can walk can go downstairs and play and go to school.  They eat downstairs.  There were four floors.  I was on the third floor.  I couldn’t move my wheelchair.  I just watched tv and eating and take a nap.  I can do nothing.  I watch them play and I want to play too but if I ask them to play with me they say you can’t walk so you can’t play.  Because they are running. For a little bit I can move my wheelchair but I am really slow.

  In China, the orphanage I can’t drink because people say I will have to potty lots and they don’t want to take me to the potty because I too heavy.  Sometimes I sit on potty chair all day because they don’t want to take me to the potty.  Sometimes I sleep on the potty chair at night because they don’t want to lift me on the bed because I too heavy.  Sometimes I think I could be not heavy and then everyone can carry me and they won’t be mad at me.  I want to go potty by myself but I can’t.

  Sometimes the nannies won’t take me to bed because they don’t want to carry me.  They just let me sleep on the floor.  They don’t give me blanket or anything.  At night I very cold.  Then everybody sleeping really good but I not sleeping really good because it is cold and the floor is really hard.  They tell me I should come up to bed.  I can’t stand up but they say I can walk.  Sometimes I feel like nobody care about me.  If one day I could walk everything would be so good.  I could walk and do everything and the nannies wouldn’t have to help me.  I wouldn’t get yelled at and the nannies would like me, but I can’t do anything.

  When I come to America I get a power wheelchair.  I feel like I walking.  I can go really fast.  I really like how that feels.  I can go outside and play.  I can do school.  I can go outside and go really fast around the circle.   I really like it.

  

  They say I can’t do anything but that is not true.  I can do lots of things!

  I can cook.

  

  I can go to Adventureland!

  

  I can go to the zoo.

  

  I can ride in the bus.

  

  I can feed the ducks.

  

  I can ride a merry-go-round!

  

  I can play outside with my siblings.

  

  I can do lots of things.  I don’t have to walk.  I can do lots and lots of stuff and have lots of fun!

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  为什么我不能走路？
  在中国，人们都告诉我，我可以走路。在中国，我看到医生，医生说我可以走。们人在说谎。我不能走。人们告诉我，如果我来美国，我可以走路。我相信人们告诉我。我来美国。我去看到很多医生和每个医生见到我都说我不能走路。我有SMA。 （脊髓性肌萎缩）
  但是有时候我真的好想走路。我不明白为什么老板告诉我说，你来到美国，那么你可以走路。保姆告诉我，没有人会想要我的，因为人们不会把钱花在别人身上不会走路的人所以他们说我要留在孤儿院。他们说我太重了，真的很重，没有人会着想我。 （* 参考 – 茉莉花重量90磅。）
  之前，我做我的背部手术，我想如果我做了手术，我能走路。但我还是不能走路后，我做完手术的时候。我真的很伤心，因为我真的好想走路。人们总是告诉我，在美国的医生非常好，他们可以帮助我走路，但是事实并不是真的。
  当我5我的时候祖母是很生气我不能走路，她很生气我，因为她不知道，为什么我不能走路。我小的时候，我可以抱墙上着走路，但后来我不能做任何更多事情。我奶奶说我故意的不能走路。所以，我的奶奶乘坐热的东西，并把它放在我的腿上。它烧了我的腿。但是真的我不能走路。
  我的奶奶带我去孤儿院，因为她不能照顾我了，因为我太重了。我不能走，我真的很重，因此她不能照顾我让她带我去了孤儿院。如果我能走路的话我奶奶就会把我留在她的身边。
  有一次，在中国的保姆说我可以走，这样他们考我把食物在那里我不能拿到它。保姆说，如果你能拿到它，你就可以吃，如果你不能拿到它，你就不能吃它，你就饿了。我尝试了一整天，我无法到拿的食物。我真的饿了。保姆打我，说，“你不能拿到它，我必须做的一切。你应该走路。为什么你不能走？“我只是哭，什么都不能说。
  在孤儿院我在角落里一整天坐着，因为我不能走。每个人都可以走下楼玩，去上学。他们吃饭楼下。有四个楼层。我是在三楼。我不能动我的轮椅。我只是看电视，吃饭和午睡。我什么东西我都不能做。我看他们玩，我看他们玩，但是如果我问他们跟我一起玩的话，他们说你不能走路，所以你不能玩。因为它们正在跑步。一点点我可以移动我的轮椅，但我真的很慢。
  在中国，孤儿院里我不能喝水，因为有人说我去便盆很多，他们不想带我去便盆，因为我太重了。有时候，我整天坐在便盆椅子上，因为他们不想带我去便盆。有时有时我睡在椅子便盆晚上，因为他们想让我自己爬上床去，因为我太重了。有时候，我觉得我不可能是那么的重那多好，然后每个人都可以把我抱起来，他们不会生我的气。我想通过自己去便盆，但是我不能。
  有时保姆不会带我去睡觉，因为他们不喜欢背着我。他们只是让我睡在地板上。他们不给我毯子什么的。晚上，我很冷。然后大家都睡觉确实不错，但我不睡觉真的不好，因为它是寒冷和地板真的很难。他们告诉我，我应该爬上去睡觉。我不能站起来，但他们说我可以走。有时候我觉得没有人关心我。如果有一天我能走路一切会这么好。我可以走路，做一切和保姆就不用帮我。我不会被保姆大声吼我然后保姆就会喜欢我，但我不能做任何事情。
  当我来到美国，我得到一个电动轮椅。我觉得我走。我可以去真快。我真的很喜欢那种感觉。我可以出去玩。我可以读书。我可以到外面去，去真快绕了一圈。我很喜欢
  他们说我不能做任何事情，但事实并非如此。我可以做很多事情！
  我可以做饭。
  我可以去探险！
  我可以去动物园。
  我可以骑在巴士上。
  我可以喂鸭子。
  我可以骑旋转木马轮！
  我可以和我的兄弟姐妹在外面玩。
  我可以做很多事情。我不走。我可以做很多很多的东西，有很多的乐趣！

• Jasmine’s Blog – First Time Meet Mama

  Date: 2015.08.16 | Category: Jasmine's Blog

  *Jasmine started to write this blog and it made her very sad.  She had about half of it written.  It was taking a long time to write it out so we decided to try something different.  She dictated her words to me and I typed them and then we google translated the last half and she corrected it.  

  第一次跟妈妈见面
  *茉莉花开始写这个博客，这让她很伤心。她了花费很长的时间写出来，所以我们决定尝试一些不同的方法。她决定她说话给我听，我来打字。
  我第一次跟妈妈见面的，她收养了我。她和我在沙发上坐了下来。她抱着我。我觉得奇怪，因为我从来没有人拥抱我。但是妈妈抱着我的时候，我觉得我的心里如此温暖和充满爱。
  我们回到了酒店。在酒店妈妈问我想吃什么东西？我说我想吃肯德基。妈妈去买肯德基回来。我吃肯德基。这个真的好好吃。当我吃完了所有的肯德基，妈妈帮我洗澡。
  我很害怕，当我见到妈妈。我不知道，她是不是很好还是不好的。我知道我的妈妈很好，因为在那个晚上，我要水，她去把它给我喝。当我问别人给我弄水，他们就嚷嚷，说你不能有水喝，如果你喝水你就会去便盆。
  妈妈知道怎么唱。她唱歌，我不知道她说的话。我不明白，但我觉得妈妈很搞笑。有时候妈妈喜欢给我挠痒痒。她妈妈很喜欢唱歌。我也很喜欢唱歌。妈妈喜欢跳舞。
  妈妈和大姐带我去便盆。他们唱歌，我不明白。他们是非常愚蠢的。当我做的一切，他们会说耶！他们总是让我发笑。我从来不知道傻了，直到我见到妈妈。
  在晚上的时候，我和妈妈睡在一起。我很高兴，因为我觉得妈妈的小宝贝，因为我从来都没有和自己妈妈睡觉在一起我的第一个mama.1
  我的第一个妈妈，她不爱我。我小的时候我没有经常看到我的第一个妈妈非常多。我不知道为什么第一个她妈妈不喜欢我。有一次我生病了。我真的希望我的第一个妈妈能来看我在医院里，但是她不来看我。那个时候，我真的很伤心。我说：“为什么妈妈不想来看我呢？”我生病了，为什么她不来看我。我说，“她是我的妈妈吗？或不是我的妈妈？”她像我不是在她的肚子里生的。
  有时候，我看到有一个爸爸还有妈妈带她们的孩子去什么地方玩呀的，去吃饭，或者去逛街的呀，我为什么不能？有时候，我觉得很伤心，因为我没有妈妈和爸爸要带我去什么地方，或者去什么地方玩，或有乐趣的爸爸妈妈或。我只是住在一起，我奶奶和我的爷爷。奶奶是好的。她带我去学校一点点。爷爷喜欢喝坏的东西。他去上班。他不是很好。他会变当他喝酒。他会非常生气，
  妈妈第一次来看我在孤儿院。她没有说什么给我。她只是看着我。我觉得很悲哀。我不明白为什么我的家人这样对我。我小的时候，没有人爱我。我去学校，我没有人和我玩，因为我不能走路只可以是坐在椅子上，因为我不能走路。老师对我很好。孩子们还没有很好的。孩子们跑到外面玩耍的发挥。我没有与任何人玩。
  有一天，当我在学校我奶奶和我的叔叔和爷爷没有来接我回家。他们忘了我在学校里。一整天，晚上我坐在桌旁。他们来接我回家，在晚上11点。我很喜欢这所学校，他们教了我很多。我现在能去为3或4个月。我需要停下来，因为我奶奶带我去孤儿院。
  我的祖母告诉我，我们去看看我的哥哥。我没有看到我的哥哥。她走到我送到孤儿院，但她说她会来接我在新的一年。我哭了，哭了。我很害怕。我不吃饭。保姆是可怕的。我明白了做保姆与其他孩子，我很害怕。奶奶参观了我几次，但她在新的一年后，再也没有回来。
  孤儿院转移到另一座大楼。我们先住在老房子的5或10个孩子，然后我们去新楼。我看到奶奶有一次在新的建筑，然后她永远不会再来。
  当我年纪大了我的第一个妈妈又生了一个孩子。这个孩子得了病，总是去医院。我的第一个妈妈去医院她花所有的时间与宝宝。我没有再见到那个孩子。我想我的奶奶带我去孤儿院，她可以带的婴儿。我不知道。
  有一天，在我生日那天我第一个妈妈来看​​我，在我奶奶家，她来看我，但我的叔叔送给我礼物。当她来到她不会给我的礼物，连拥抱都给我她还是看着我。我不知道为什么。
  我没有一个妈妈了13年。我几乎14，当我得到通过，并去美国。我喜欢有一个妈妈。它感觉很好有妈妈爱你。妈妈可以照顾你。妈妈带我逛街，出去玩，去一起吃饭，做有趣的东西。
  我妈妈陪着我在医院里。我做四次手术，她留在我身边所有的时间，我在医院里。她睡在我的房间。妈妈永远不会离开我在医院里呆着。我喜欢妈妈陪着我在医院里。有时候我很生气，因为我有很多不好的回忆，但妈妈不生气。妈妈让我冷静下来。
  我知道我的妈妈是爱我的。

  First time I meet mama, she adopted me. She and me sat down on the couch.  She hold me.  I feel weird because I never had people hug me.  But mama hug me, I feel my heart so warm and full of love.

  

  We went back to the hotel.  In the hotel mama ask me I want to eat what food?  I said I want to eat KFC.  Mama go buy KFC and came back.   I eat KFC.  It is really good.  When I all done eat KFC, mama help me take a bath.

  I was scared when I meet mama. I not know if she nice or not nice.  I knew my mama was nice because in the night I ask for water and she go get it for me.  When I ask others to get me water they would yell and say you can no have water because you have to go potty.

  Mama knows how to sing.  She sing and I don’t know what she saying.  I don’t understand but I feel mama is very funny.  Sometime mama like to tickle me.  Mama she very like to sing.  Me too I like to sing too.  Mama like to dance.

  Mama and big sister had to take me to the potty.   They sing songs I don’t understand.   They be very silly.  When I all done, they yelled yay!  They make me laugh.   I never knew silly until I meet mama.

  In the night I and mama sleep together.  I very happy because I feel like mama’s little baby because I never sleep by my first mama.

  My first mama she don’t loves me.  I little I don’t see my first mama very much.  I don’t know why first mama don’t like me.  One time I get sick.  I really hope my first mama can come see me in hospital, but she not come and see me.  That time I really sad.  I said, “Why mama don’t want to come see me?”   I am sick so why she not come see me.  I say, “Is she my mama or not my mama?”  She act like I not in her tummy.

  Sometimes I see the kids that have a daddy and mama that go play somewhere, go eat, or go shopping with kids, why can’t I?  Sometimes I feel very sad because I don’t have daddy or mama that want to take me go somewhere or go play somewhere or have fun.  I just live with my grandma and my grandpa.  Grandma is nice.  She take me go to school for a little bit.  Grandpa like to drink bad stuff.  He go to work.  He not very nice.  He get very mad when he be drinking.

  Mama one time come to see me in the orphanage.  She not say anything to me.  She just look at me.  I feel very sad.  I don’t understand why my family do that to me.  I feel like I little and nobody love me.  I went to school and nobody played with me because I had to just sit on a chair because I not walk.  Teacher was nice to me.  The kids were no nice.  The kids went outside to play for playtime.  I not have nobody to play with.

  One day when I was in school my grandma and my uncle or my grandpa no come and get me.  They forget I at the school.   I sit at the table all day and night.  They come get me at 11 at night. But I like the school they teach me lots.  I get to go for 3 or 4 months.     I need to stop because my grandma take me to orphanage.

  My grandma tell me we go see my brother.  I no see my brother.  She walk me up to the orphanage but she say she will come get me in New Year.  I cried and cried.  I was very scared.  I do not eat.  The nannies were scary.  I see what the nannies do with the other kids and I was scared.  Grandma visited me a couple times but she didn’t come back after the new year.

  The orphanage moved to another building.  We first lived in an old house with 5 or 10 kids and then we go to new building.  I see grandma one time in new building and then she never come again.

  When I was older my first mama had a baby again.  This baby got sick and always go to the hospital.  My first mama go to the hospital all the time with the baby.   I didn’t see that baby again.  I think my grandma took me to orphanage so she could take care of that baby.  I don’t know.

  One day on my birthday my first mama come to see me at my grandma’s house, she come and see me but my uncle gave me gift.  When she come she not bring me gift, not hug me or look at me.  I don’t know why.

  I didn’t have a mama for 13 years.   I almost 14 when  I get adopted and go to America.  I like having a mama.  It feels so good to have a mama love you.  Mama can take care of you.   Mama takes me shopping, out to play, go eat together, and do fun stuff.

  

  My mama stay with me in the hospital.  I do four time surgeries and she stay with me for all the time I in the hospital.  She sleep in my room.  Mama never leave me in the hospital by myself.  I like mama stay with me in the hospital.  Sometimes I get mad because I have lots of bad memories but mama not mad.  Mama just let me calm down.

  

  I know my mama loves me.

• Assume Action

  Date: 2015.08.09 | Category: Adoption, Faith

  Yesterday was Dan’s birthday but it was me who got the present.

  I had been in the basement cleaning.  As I was in the basement, Jasmine and Elyse apparently had a very indepth conversation of the first time they met me.  I know that Jasmine has been thinking a lot about this because she has told me her next blog is about me and her China mom.  I am anxiously awaiting this blog because she does not talk about her China mom very much.  Jasmine talks about her grandma who cared for her, but she has only mentioned her mom in passing, and the words were said with much pain.

  I have told Jasmine over and over again that she can talk freely about her time in China and the people who cared for her, good or bad.  I am not jealous that others loved her.  In fact, it is just the opposite, I am thankful.  Thankful that she knew love from others for a while.  Thankful that people loving her showed her that taking a chance on family was a good thing.  I am not happy she went through what she went through but I am thankful the road led her to us.

  I once was nervous about being the adoptive mom.  When we brought Hope home as a baby, I felt like it was a competition.  Would her biological mom one day come back into her life and I would be forgotten?  All those fears and questions that you have when you first start out.  It didn’t take very long for me to understand those feelings weren’t true.  Hope could love me and her bio mom.  She could care about me and the woman who brought her into this world.  It wasn’t a competition.  It isn’t an either or thing.

  I have explained that to Jasmine and to Elyse.  It is okay to talk.  It’s okay to care.  You don’t have to forget.  I want you to pray for the people you remember, good and bad.  I want you to heal and know your place here is secure.  I want you to know that you are forever a loved daughter and nothing could change this.

  When we adopted Elyse, she had a very hard time with me.  I was old and I was fat.  These were not very appealing characteristics in her eyes.  I cried and talked to Dan about this because, in the beginning, it hurt.  The facts were true, I am overweight and I am old, but they still hurt.   He would remind me over and over again that our children love me.  When Elyse comes home she will see that love and she will want to be a part of that love, but I worried that maybe this would be the adoption that changed everything.  This would be the adoption where the child never learned to love me.  My heart would be hurt.  How would I deal with this?  I was afraid.

  But last night Elyse gave me the sweetest gift.  She asked for my forgiveness.  She cried tears and told me that she was so sorry she hurt me.  I reminded her that it hurt for the first couple of days but I got over it quickly.  I hadn’t even thought about it in a long time.  She said she didn’t know any better and she would have never said those things if she knew me.   She cried and she cried.

  I told her that is the way it often is in life.  We judge people based on what we see.  We are all guilty of it.  I asked her if she learned anything from her mistakes and she said “oh yes!”   These are the things I had always been afraid of.

  I’m sharing this story because of this video that I watched this morning.  Assume Action

  “We’ve been so scared of so many things along the way.  We’ll wrestle.  Do we do it?  Do we do it? And we are always terrified.  We’ve done some scary things but each time as we start recounting the early days and it was so fun we just walked year by year to different things we did, and we just thought, “What if we didn’t do that?” We would have missed out.   Like I’m so glad we just tried.  We pursued.” – Francis Chan

  These could have been words spoken by Dan and I.  It’s always been scary.  It’s always seemed like more than we could do.  Always!  Even in the beginning.

  We can’t live through the death of a child.  Yes, you can!

  We can’t live for over a year in the hospital.  Yes, you can!

  We can’t adopt a child that may die.  Yes, you can.  Again and again and again!

  We can’t handle a child with severe disabilities.  Yes, you can!

  We can’t heal hurting hearts.  Yes, you can!

  We can’t handle a large family.  Yes, you can!

  The list goes on and on and on.

  We would have missed out.  Don’t miss out.  Take action!  Assume God means for you to take action.  No matter where your passion lies.   God’s book lays it all out there.  Care for the orphan.  Care for the widow.  Feed and cloth the poor.  Take care of your brother.  Love your neighbor.  The need is great.  Take action today!  Don’t wait.

• Pain and Joy

  Date: 2015.08.04 | Category: Adoption, Faith, Family Life

  I’ve seen a lot of heartache recently.  I have watched friends stand by their children hopelessly unable to make it all better.  Agonizing over long hospital stays and difficult decision. I have heard many question “Why would they adopt knowing this could happen?” or incredulously say “I could never do that.” or “Why would God let this happen?”

  I don’t know why this happens.  I don’t know why one story is one of miraculous recovery and another is of heartbreak.  I can’t make head or tail of it.  I try to fathom God’s plan and how it will all work together to bring Him glory and many times it is more than I can wrap my head around.  We never want the bad to happen.  We never want to take the difficult journey.  We choose ease and comfort whenever we can.  Even when we sign up for the bad, we do it with a heart full of hope for a miraculous outcome.

  And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.  Romans 8:28   How could anything bad ever be considered good?
  

  As I was talking to a friend yesterday, we were discussing the what if’s.  This was after a weekend which just about did my heart in.   You can NOT discuss orphans without discussing the magnitude of them.  You can not truly delve into the situation without your heart breaking.  You can’t consider all those who wait, all around the world, and not feel helpless and unable to make a difference.

  All you can do is proceed one child at a time because every child counts.  Every child deserves a chance.

  • Even though people are turning away from adoption.
  • Even though there is not enough time or money to fix it all.
  • Even though there is pain and heartache and turmoil.
  • Even though your heart may be broken.
  • Even though you can’t fix it all.
  • Even though it is overwhelming.

  You continue to proceed one child at a time, much like the starfish story.

  

  My friends understand this.  They have a clear picture of how fleeting life is.  They are in the absolute worse situations possible and they give God the glory.  They know that a life saved and loved is worth it.  They rejoice over what they have been allowed to do, no matter the outcome.   I do not wish for any of them to be on this journey but I know, from experience, that they will never be the same.  God is growing them and shaping them.  Their lives are not worse because of the pain.  Their lives are immeasurably blessed by the joy that these children brought.  Yes, their hearts will hurt.  Yes, they will never be the same.  But there is joy in the morning.  There is joy in the good news.  There is joy in the meeting again for all of eternity.  Life on earth is but a small portion of forever.

  I have talked with a few mamas on how pain and joy can coexist.  How you can be going through the worst possible situation and still be thankful and joyful in the moment?  One friend sent me this quote from Ann Voskamp – “Joy and pain, they are but two arteries of the one heart that pumps through all those who don’t numb themselves to really living…. Yet I know it in the vein and the visceral: life is loss.”

  The goal in life is not to be as comfortable and pain free as you can.  The goal in life is to open your heart and love and make a difference.

  

   

   

• Why I Love LWB

  Date: 2015.08.03 | Category: Jasmine's Dream, Love Without Boundaries, Making a difference, Orphan Care

  I spent the last weekend in Atlanta with a group of men and women who have a heart for the orphan, specifically orphans in China.  I heard many stories that brought tears to my eyes, I listened to Amy Eldridge talk about her recent trip to China and what a difference it has made to the children there, and I fell in love with this foundation just a little bit more.

  This picture represents just a few of the people who make Love Without Boundaries what it is.

  

  It’s funny what brings you to a place.

  I had never heard of Love Without Boundaries four years ago.

  • but reading Mary Beth Chapman’s book led me to Show Hope’s Facebook page
  • a random comment I posted on a Show Hope page thanking their volunteers
  • led me to a Show Hope worker responding to my comment and asking if they had cared for our children
  • which led to them telling me that they had cared for Maisey
  • which led to them telling me Maisey was New Hope’s 1,000th baby
  • which led to them telling me about the book “House of Hope” (A MUST READ – you won’t be disappointed and you may even understand “why” a little bit more.) which talked about Maisey (Chaya)
  • which led to us reading about Love Without Boundaries
  • which led to us following their Facebook page and blog
  • which led to us seeing Jasmine’s picture (Jasmine’s post)
  • which led to one of the biggest blessings of my life – being allowed to parent Jasmine.

  I believe so much in what LWB is doing.  Education, nutrition, foster care, life skills training for older orphans, surgeries, healing homes, unity fund and advocating.  The list goes on and on.  I want to make a difference and I know what they do makes a difference.  They believe every child counts and so do I!

  This organization is run mostly by volunteers.  What makes someone give so much of their time volunteering to an organization?  What makes them want to give up hours and hours of their time to keep a foundation afloat?  Why?  Because what they do makes a difference  They know that a child’s life is changed.  They know they are doing something to make the world a better place.  I am in awe of the time and energy these people spend helping a child in need.  What a blessing.  What a difference they make. 
  

  I loved hearing the stories of what brought people to Love Without Boundaries.  Stories of seeing their child on an LWB page or adopting a child with a cleft lip and wanting to help other children with clefts.  Time and time again I saw the tears of joy for being allowed to parent a child.  Time and time again I saw the passion and love they have for these children.

  There are many organizations asking for your time and your money.  I understand that.  I just want you to know that if you want to give to an organization that does what they say they will with your money, this is the place.

  Soon Jasmine will have her own page on their fundraising page.  Jasmine’s dream will continue to move forward to helping children stay with their families in China by helping children get the surgeries they need and helping older children find a home.  She has a heart for both of these issues and her sisters are set on helping her dream come true.

  

  My only request is that when you are considering giving that you consider Jasmine’s fund on LWB.  Not only will you be helping an orphan, but you will be helping make my girl’s dream come true.  It’s a win-win situation.