About Anastasiya

Anastasiya is a 3 year old European girl who has Down Syndrome. I sponsored her this past Christmas through the Reece's Rainbow Angel Tree ministry. I started this blog to help find her a family. Now that she has a wonderful family committed to her (no, it is not me), I am keeping this blog up to encourage people to donate to help her family bring her home.

To help Anastasiya's family bring her home, please visit http://reecesrainbow.org/anastasiya-for-the-lynch-family

Meet Anastasiya's forever family! Visit their blog here

Monday, October 25, 2010

31 for 21 For Anya,,,,Part Two



From Meredith's blog



Today (October 13) news circulated that another "healthy" little one in Ukraine passed away. Such a sad thing to know that this sweet baby never knew a family's love. I got an email (before this) from a friend requesting a copy of this poem as well. I guess it's time to repost it. Originally written in February 2009 when we learned of two girls' passing at an institution in Ukraine. They had passed a YEAR previously but due to outdated information we didn't know. Those two little ones died of the flu while I was in Ukraine with my own adoption. In fact, they were not far from where I was, and I, too, had the flu while there. The difference is that I had plenty of food, water, and even antiviral meds to get through it.

May God watch over all the little ones, now safe in His Embrace.
Anne Marie, November 2005-October 2010 (she was just 2 months older than Brianna...)

While we were...


While we were eating…
… they were hungry
While we were playing…
… they were restrained
While we were tucking our kids into bed…
… they were alone
While we turned up the heat…
… they laid in the icy cold
While we wrapped our children in blanket sleepers…
… they laid in their own excrement
While we sang songs and listened to music…
… they listened to the screams and cries of those around them
While we rocked our babies…
… they silently rocked themselves
While we hugged our kids…
… they scratched at their own faces and pulled their own hair for stimulation
While we cried over scraped knees…
… they moaned in their loneliness
While we brushed our daughters’ beautiful hair…
… they had their heads shaven to stave off the lice
While we fought off the flu with love and nourishment…
… they got the flu and went Home.
No longer suffering… but so many more still are.
In memory of those that have never felt the love of a family, but have passed away alone.
By: Meredith Cornish

In memory of Anya, please donate HERE to help Anastasiya's family bring her home.

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