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Tear down these walls

While I’ve been over involved in our own little drama, the world has been watching the Egyptian people try to take back their country. Everything we have been taught to assume, that the Arab street is a dangerous place, and that Arabs are violent, have been proven untrue in this revolution. I’ve been “watching” much of the action via Twitter, and following Egyptian and expats who are tweeting live from the events as they happen. The demonstrators have shown bravery in their commitment to a non-violent approach. The whole world is watching people act in the manner of Ghandi and Martin Luther King, Jr., and it’s having an effect.

Several, @Sandmonkey and @TravellerW, I have followed for some time. I’ve read their blogs and find them both to be reasonable and educated. I’m proud to say that both are on my blogroll. They have a global view of world politics. Both have shown interest in learning more about Israel by visiting and meeting Israelis. They are the elite of their country and tweet in more languages than I can recognize. It’s amazing to see how the Internet, and social media in particular, are playing a part in today’s version of “Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall”. Has the world changed so much? Have we really become a village, interconnected by blogs, Twitter, Facebook and any other number of “clubs”.

There is no end of information available on the current crisis. What we as individuals need to learn to do is to find the relevant voices and tune in to them. There is so much noise that it becomes a chore to filter out the time wasting op/ed pieces and focus on the people who are out there experiencing reality.

The biggest risk is that given our limited bandwidth, we often prefer to read those who have opinions similar to ours. But the interesting stuff often comes from those with whom we may not agree. The difficulty is communicating but maintain civil dialog in spite of disagreements. Today’s social mediums have block and report functions so a moderator is no longer required. But if you want to hear both sides, you need to self moderate in order to participate in both worlds.

We are now seeing the results of social activism in the Internet Age. First Wikileaks blamed for Tunisia, then Tunisia blamed for Egypt. If so, not only did the causus originate in the Internet (Wikileaks), but the method of organization and reporting of live events are open to anyone interested, not just formal news outlets. Anyone with an iPhone/Android is now a freelance reporter combining fact and opinion. We readers are responsible for digesting appropriately. Unfortunately, most don’t and will no doubt take as fact any opinion that meets with their own pre existing beliefs.

Ukraine adoption story ebook?

For Ukraine adoption information, this blog is a treasure trove. But I’m not sure it’s easy to find the information adoptive parents may be seeking here.

Yesterday a visitor spent a good amount of time researching adoption via various searches on this blog. My goal in starting a blog was to provide information, in the form of our personal story, for couples seeking to adopt from Eastern Europe. My original blog, www.ukrmom.wordpress.com covers the time period of the adoption. Of course, you can also read the story by going back to Dec. 2009 on this blog as well. The blog starts here. To make things easier, I’ve been considering creating an ebook out of the wordpress.com blog that can be downloaded and read by anyone who wants to know what it was really like spending 45 days in Ukraine, with Karen, during a very cold winter and never knowing from one day to the next, what new obstacle would rear it’s ugly feet.

The final days in Ukraine felt like a military operation. We had to obtain a passport for Matan during a time when Ukraine had run out of passport covers, and new ones would only be available several months later. Many Ukrainians were stuck abroad and unable to obtain replacement passports during this time as well. Then we had to remove a very tiny and frail Matan from the baby home, get him from southern Ukraine to Kiev, get a visa for him to come to Israel, and then get the hell out of dodge.

I’m very happy to answer questions about international adoption, and our experiences if there are couples out there who are looking for information to help them plan their trip, or who may be stuck in Ukraine and wondering if the “problems” will never end. “Problems” refers to our facilitator, who seemed to have a new administrative problem to relay to us each morning. Please, if you have question, you can contact me directly via the contact form here I will not publish any contact forms without your express approval.

Classic Mustang, aging chassis

That was what I dreamed about last night, after we completed our escape from Lugansk.  The full body ache of carrying Matan, all 8.5 kg of him, from Lugansk all the way to Kiev was not something this old body is used to.  
I know Tamar warned me, again and again, but a stroller would just have been even more of a hindrance.  I can’t imagine climbing the slippery stairs from tarmac to plane and back down again with anything more than we already had with us.  DH took responsibility for Karen, and all hand baggage, and it was almost more than he could manage. 
It seemed almost like a military mission.  We got the passport, not before a final attempt to convince us it would take another week.  A call to our agency, and we got it same day. 

Goodbye Babyhome

 

Thursday afternoon we picked Matan up from the baby home.  The caretakers all gathered around to wish him goodbye.  I thought I saw a tear or two.  It was clear they were both happy for him, but sad to see him go.  They were happy to take a group shot. 

We spent one last night in Lugansk with him, and flew out of there at 6 am.  To my surprise, Matan managed to sleep, and we made it to the airport, even though our facilitators told us they were worried about us flying in “terrible weather”.  

We were pleasantly surprised by the fact that our 1 hour flight (instead of 16 hours by train), was on a decent sized jet and the flight was smooth as silk with clear skies and a good pilot and crew.  The view was fantastic, white fields as far as the eye could see and a beautiful sunrise. 

View from above - approach to Kiev

 

I think it was an Ebraer jet, and belonged to a small, Ukrainian charter company called Dnieproavia.  Great flight.  But this old body isn’t used to carrying 8.5 kilos for 5 hours – to the airport, thru security and and somewhat against his will while waiting to board.  He really wanted to walk around, but was so tired he was falling all over the place, and putting his mouth on everything, so in my arms it had to be.  

I wasn’t able to update or access Internet from the time we got Matan’s passport until just now.  Everything happened so fast, and we had to quickly pack up 4 pieces of luggage, get the kids, and ourselves a few hours of sleep before leaving.  

Sergey, our driver, met us at the airport and took us to the same apartment in Kiev that we spent or first week in.   Unfortunately, we only got the modem late last night, and it didn’t work.  Needless to say, I was in serious withdrawal, plus I knew family was waiting to hear from us via Skype, this blog, or email.  We had no way of communicating with anyone outside of Ukraine.  

Early this morning, our adoption family buddies, Tal and Sagit, called us, and with some encouragement from them, we managed to get the modem connected.  Bad wires mean we could lose it anytime, so I’m uploading this and will give more details shortly….if it’s still working.  I love you all and miss everyone so much.  We can’t wait to come home!  

Dear readers

I’m just thrilled to see how many readers are actually interested in our story.  I get a country report listing where your IP is located.  I think I can guess who my regular reader in Slovakia is, a good friend and customer, unless I”m mistaken.

I’ve also noticed regular readers in South Africa.  I have no idea who this can be, but I’m happy that our story is engaging enough to bring you back.  I’d love to know who you are, if you aren’t too shy to introduce yourself/ves. 

Today we should be putting in the formal request for Matan’s passport.  It doesn’t look like we’ll make it home by this weekend, but a good chance we will finally make it out of Lugansk with 2 children, and be able to spend the weekend in Kiev.  Then just apostille and visa early next week, and we are ready to board the first plane out of Borispol!

I’ll update as we go….and again, thank you everyone for your support and for reading my blog.  Writing it has helped maintain my sometimes wavering sanity and knowing you are reading is a nice little ego stroke that makes me smile and keeps me motivated to continue writing.