Seeing Someone Else in You (Three from 2H)

I have a real soft spot for the kids from Region 2H. I know a lot of children all over the world have been waiting for a long time, but perhaps I am just more acutely aware of it with these children. They really make me want to pay attention...so I thought I would share with you just three of these children, in the hopes of getting them more exposure.

My sweet Constance. This little girl was one of the main reasons I started this blog almost two years ago. A family got her listed in very early 2011 (click here to read what they said about her then), and last year a family committed to her but was unable to continue the process. Constance is still across the ocean, waiting for a mother and father. I have heard from so many people who want to adopt her and aren't able to - it just breaks my heart!

I have a LOT more pictures and information on her, but I cannot publicly share it all. (If you want copies of these photos, feel free to leave a comment here - the comments are screened before appearing, so if you leave an email address, nobody will see it except me.) I really hope we can get her a family soon. She is already in an institution, but thankfully she seems to be in a fairly good one.

Rodney was listed as an "Additional Child" (a child with not enough medical information to have his own grant) for years. I am so happy to see that he now has a better chance of finding a family! Rodney turned nine last month. He sounds to me like a very sweet boy who would thrive in a family environment. I really like this photo...the way he's clasping his hands in front of him as though he is praying for someone to come for him.

This is Royce. He is almost two years old and was just listed. This is probably just me...but Royce is one of those children that looks to me entirely too familiar. When you look at a child and you see your younger brother as a toddler, or the neighbor's child, or a copy of one of your other children - that's who Royce is to me.

I think, perhaps, that seeing someone else in a child is what moves many of us to caring for orphans. To me, it's one of the scariest realizations: "That could be my brother/sister/child/friend, sitting there in an institution, waiting to die.

That could be somebody I know."

And that prompts the unspoken question: "What am I going to do about it?"