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So I went to the animal shelter just to look around and make the animals feel happy that they were being seen that day since it wasnt to busy. well...
geuss who went back three hours later to get a rabbit they put on hold?
Me..
His name is Eeyore and he is the most floof rabbit you will ever met him.
7 years ago
January 12, 2010.
A day I will never forget. I was helping my daughter and her friend with their science fair project when my husband said “oh my God, Sarah, come look”. I heard the words Haiti and earthquake and saw the devastation on the TV. Immediately I started checking the computer and going from news station to news station to learn all I could. Phone calls started happening to and from other parents asking questions and sending comfort to one another. My heart was broken. I wasn’t sure if the child I had waited on for nearly 3 years was alive or not. The Caribbean market I had been to umpteen times that was walking distance from his home was now a pile of rubble. Thank goodness that my daughters friends mother was here helping and was able to get things wrapped up with the science fair project.
The crazy thing was I don’t remember crying right away, I just went into research and plan mode. In my head, I couldn’t allow myself to believe he was gone until it was confirmed.. All I could do it watch, wait and hope. I knew I couldn’t allow my 4 other kids to become scared, I had to stay strong. It wasn’t until wee hours of the night that I got the call. This call changed my forever. It was the call that one of the Americans, someone I considered a friend was able to walk, climb over rubble, tread past the deceased, search and finally make it to the Orphanage. We got word that my son was ALIVE. Each and every child was accounted for and ok. The children and nannies had to evacuate their home and live outside for the rest of the time they were in Haiti, but they survived.
I cannot tell you what that call meant... there are no words. I was happy, I was still scared for him, I wanted to go get him, I was worried about his health, I feared for his safety being out of the barbed wired fences atop the stone wall. Would he be ok? Would they be able to protect all the kids? He was only 3... Would he wander off and get lost? Was he frightened? How sad was he? Did he understand? Would he have enough food and water? Would he get sick with an illness? So many fears and thoughts consumed every single square inch of my brain.
Thankfully, my son and the others were rescued. The American orphanage director, God love her, was able to immediately get a flight into Haiti and unite with all the children. She was determined to get them all home to their families where they belonged, despite all their adoption paperwork being gone, lost forever in piles of stone, metal and dust. She kept her word, stayed by the kids side, right outside the US Embassy until they were able to get inside for an appointment. She made sure that each and every child was permitted to leave the country. The strength and determination she must have had to be willing to fly into a place not knowing the outcome is nothing short of amazing....
I will forever be grateful to her for the dedication she showed to the children and the parents.