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Reflections on Love's Hope International's recent trip to Bulgaria, as written by Co-Founder/Co-Director, Nicole Kenny Dear Friends, We are home from our trip to Bulgaria! Janet and I had every intention of writing from Bulgaria, but our days were crammed full of traveling, orphanage tours, meeting with orphanage directors, and visiting with children. By the time we got back to our hotel each night, we just collapsed into bed. So, now we will try to give a synopsis of our journey... Wednesday - We arrived in Sofia, Bulgaria this day... As the plane circled the airport, I looked out at the country that I have grown to love... the birthplace of my youngest son (and Janet's daughter!)... It was a maze of green fields and mountains, with quaint villages dotting the landscape. Between each city or village was a single road connecting them to the next. I couldn't help but think how different this was than landing on an airplane in America, where interstates, highways and other roads merge together in a sea of cement. Upon landing, our Bulgaria Field Director, Violeta, met us. After exchanging hugs, we were off to our hotel - the Niky Hotel (how appropriate!) We shared some coffee with Violeta and talked about the things we hoped to accomplish on our trip. We also discussed general Bulgaria news such as: politics, the government and international adoptions. Janet and I shared a quick dinner at the "Savage" restaurant (oh, how I had missed the Shopska Salad!), munched on a Dunkin Donut for dessert and then went to sleep off the jet lag! Thursday - We woke early and dined off of a typical Bulgaria breakfast consisting of yogurts, croissants, breads, cheeses, eggs, meats, sausages, cucumbers, and tomatos. Then we hit the road! We were off to Pleven, Bulgaria to visit with the orphanage director there. The ride took about 2 hours and wound us through many villages and mountains (yes, through the actual mountain in tunnels!). Upon arriving in Pleven, we searched for the orphanage. Janet was able to guide us to it because she had been there before - in 2006 while adopting her daughter. She remembered it well. We found the orphanage, amazingly, sitting in the middle of the city - not removed to the side, on the outskirts of town as my son's had been. I don't know why that surprised me. Inside we encountered an old, but clean, orphanage, We waited for a few moments and then were shown in to meet with the orphanage director. We explained who we were and how we wanted to help. The needs were so great in Pleven... we were told it is one of the largest orphanages in Bulgaria with 260+ children residing there - and this was only the 0-3 year old orphanage!! After the age of 3, they were sent on to the "older child" orphanage in the city. One of the glaring factors that stood out to us was the orphanage director saying the children under 1 year were sorely lacking in nutrition and vitamins due to a shortage of formulas. Because they do not have enough formula to go around, they must dilute it in order to feed all the children that need it. In watering it down, the nutrients are also watered down and the children don't receive what they need. We had known we would do a Nutritional Program in Pleven and it was agreed the we will sponsor the Infant Nutritional Program. After this, the director agreed to allow us to tour the orphanage. First we went into the infant rooms - we went into 3 or 4 rooms each consisting of 10 or so cribs with children anywhere from newborn to 12 months. We were able to hold and play with the children and it struck me at how responsive and loving they were... perhaps because they were still infants, yet untarnished by a childhood in an orphanage. Janet and I both felt an urgency, like we were racing the clock, to save these children and get them the nutrition and help they need before they get older. One beautiful little girl captivated us in the first infant room and we asked about her. The director said her parents had placed her in the orphanage because they couldn't afford to feed her or care for her. But they were not willing to allow her to be adopted because they didn't want to be parted from her. So she was resigned to a life in the orphanage. Next we journeyed into the 2 and 3 year old wing... particularly poignant for Janet as we visited the rooms her daughter had lived in during her 2 years at the orphanage. We stared through the glass windows at the rows of sleeping toddlers and Janet pointed at the crib nearest the window. "That was Jessica's bed" she said to me quietly. Another child was sleeping in it... one child lucky enough to find a family, a home... But another child readily available to take her place. I stared at the sleeping little boy in "Jessica's bed" and thought how unfair it all seems. We noticed in the far corner of the room, one lone child was awake, standing on his crib rails rocking back and forth - comforting himself the best way he knew how. As we left the Maternal Home of Pleven, we turned around for one last look. We saw the part of the orphanage we had been in and realized it was one wing, just one wing, of a large, imposing, austere old building - with many, many more wings branching from it, each wing holding more children behind its walls. We went to lunch with Violeta and her husband. Then another car ride back to Sofia for the night. We arrived in early evening and Janet and I grabbed another quick dinner at an Italian restaurant. We set off for a brisk walk to the Alexander Nevsky Cathedral, but rain cut our walk short. So we went back to the hotel, watched a little TV and fell quickly to sleep. Friday - After another traditional Bulgarian breakfast, we started off for Buzovgrad. This time, our trip was extended to a 3 hour drive. But we were thrilled to have Tony along for this ride. He is Violeta's nephew and a good friend of ours. Both my family and Janet's had met him on previous trips to Bulgaria. In fact, he had been Janet's translator on their first trip to Pleven when adopting Jessica. We arrived in Buzovgrad mid-day. There to greet us were Gencho and Ella, two wonderful people who quickly became our friends. They work with the Cedar Foundation, which is based in Bulgaria and does the same type of humanitarian aid as Love's Hope. We went inside and met the orphanage director, who was very warm and welcoming. She immediately gave us a tour of the orphanage. It was composed of several buildings housing children of various ages and disabilities. She told us the orphanage was mainly for children 0-3, most with disabilities but also some without. She said many of the children with disabilities stayed beyond the age of 3, as this orphanage was the only one who knew how to care for the children... or even cared about caring for the children. We met beautiful little children who are healthy, and beautiful children with disabilities. We met a child whom the orphanage director told us was dying of kidney failure. There was nothing to do but make death peaceful when it came. We met Vanessa, a courageous 12 year old with a spinal condition that bends her backwards in an unnatural position. We met Gloria, who despite her infirmities had an infectious grin that captivated us and made us smile. We met Christo, who lay sleeping due to the illness he had. And we met Rusko, the child who touched me the most - a child of 9 who was the size of a 3 year old... just laying there staring into our eyes, skin so thin and pale that it was translucent, with beautiful big brown eyes. All the children seemed to implore us to help. We next toured the kitchens and washrooms, both in need of new machinery and equipment. One of the greatest needs is new industrial washers and dryers so that the children can have clean clothes. We also were taken to the back of the building where we saw the roof was badly in need of repair. They had repaired other patches of the roof, but needed the rest of it repaired before November when the winter weather sets in and snow falls upon the ground. We agreed with the orphanage director to help raise funds for these two needs. After our tour we went to the upstairs baby rooms. There they were replacing the broken, rusted and worn windows with brand new windows. Windows purchased by Love's Hope International, Inc.... Made possible by our supporters. This would keep the heat, bugs, etc... out in the summer and keep the heat in and snow out during the winter. The windows also are more energy efficient, allowing the orphanage to spend less money on heating and cooling, and more money on important things, like feeding the children. We also were able to donate two large bags filled with clothes, coats, shoes and hats for the children; nearly 200 toothbrushes from a dentist in GA; and a bag filled with shampoos and lotions. As we left the orphanage, there were about 8-10 toddler aged children outside playing. They were all Roma, like my son Michael - the most discriminated against of the nationalities living in Bulgaria. But the orphanage director was unbiased and called the kids over for some hugs and some of her chocolates (a rare treat!). They went to savor their treats on a bench in front of the orphanage. As our car rolled away, we rolled down the window and waved to the children. They smiled their chocolatey, sunshine grins and waved back. We went to a restaurant in nearby Kazanlak - the New York Pub and Grille! As we dined, we discussed the plight of the orphans and what we all could do to make a difference in their lives. We talked with Gencho and Ella and realized that no matter what our nationalities, we were all working towards the same goal - helping the children. We also met and talked with Cecily - an amazing American woman who is living in Kazanlak. She goes daily to the Buzovgrad orphanage and works with the most disabled of the children. She is an inspiring woman and we gained much insight from her. She agreed to help us with our efforts in Buzovgrad, as she is already helping Gencho and Ella. We traveled that evening to Stara Zagora, the hometown of Tony and Violeta. Janet and I walked around for about an hour, then ate dinner (and had a scrumptious chocolate cake!!!) and went right up to bed. Saturday - After breakfast, we debated whether or not to go to an older child orphanage, but as it would mean more traveling and an unannounced visit, we decided not to go. We walked the city center of Stara Zagora and saw the ancient Roman ruins still standing. We also did some souvenir shopping and then got back into the car for the 3 hour ride back to Sofia that afternoon. Upon arriving in Sofia, Janet and I rested and then walked to the National Cultural Palace - a place I'd become familiar with during my son's adoption. We bought some prints from a local Bulgarian artist, watched children play in the square, and pantomimed with a mime imitating a golden statue (I even have a picture with him!) These sites were so familiar to me as I spent so many other visits walking in this area of Sofia. In a strange way, it felt somewhat like home - warm, happy and familiar. We met Violeta and Tony for dinner and talked "business" - it was agreed that the best course of action is to try and open a Bulgaria branch of "Love's Hope International, Inc" so that we can be recognized as an official Bulgarian NGO, in addition to an American non-profit organization. This step isn't necessary, but the best route to show our legitimacy and intentions to the Bulgarian government. So we will keep you posted on our status as a Bulgarian branch. Back at the hotel, it was time to say goodbye to our dear friends. We hugged them tight and promised to return soon. Then we went upstairs and prepared for our flight home. Sunday - We got up early because we knew we couldn't leave Bulgaria without seeing the Alexander Nevsky Cathedral. As many times as Janet and I have been to it, we are always awestruck anew. We walked in, and as it was Sunday, church services were going on. I lit two candles - one in memory of my father, the other in memory of my best friend's husband. A peace stole over me, knowing they were both with God. We solemnly watched the services, as people stood, prayed and came and went (people do not stay for entire services, but come and go at will). After about 10 minutes, we quietly stole out of the church and into the bright sunshine. We ate breakfast and walked the streets in front of the church that were lined with vendors selling their wares. Then we hurried home, and off to the airport. Two plane rides later, we were circling New York City. As the lights sparkled below us in the dark, we were so glad to be home. But the faces of the children we met still haunt us. This is what keeps Love's Hope International going, and what will keep Janet and I returning to Bulgaria again and again. Next time, we hope to take many of you with us to help. We hope you will consider joining us. Blessings, Niki and Janet |