tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73472190337361775762024-02-19T19:38:36.269-05:00And then there was threeA families journey to adopt a special child...Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-38932860844696691662011-06-15T15:58:00.000-04:002011-06-15T15:58:32.728-04:00Giving...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">I wonder if anyone can commit to giving $10.00 a week til I get her home? Sometimes I feel like I am asking a lot, but at the same time, I know it isn't anything that I wouldn't do for a friend, even for a stranger. I often find myself opening my heart (and my wallet) to things that really tug at the heart strings to say the least. I have volunteered, and done many fundraisers in my lifetime. I can honestly say in my experience that people that have the least, often give the most. I have often wondered why this is, what drives people to keep giving, even when it could be the very last cent that they have. But I know the answer. I have always known the answer... it is because they know that the $5.00, $10.00 or twenty dollars will mean a whole lot more to the person as the recipient, than it will to you as you while you are drinking a latte, going to a movie or ordering a pizza. These are the same people that will leave the $10.00 bill for a tip, instead of asking for $3.00 back when going out to eat. These are the people who drop their change in the American Cancer Society change when checking out, and when someone asks you if you want to donate $1.00 to support the Make a Wish Foundation.. we say "yes". </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"> Please know that I am SO VERY appreciative for everything that EVERYONE has done for me in this process. I will never be able to pay anyone back, except with true, and sincere, eternal gratitude for helping give me a child that I have always wanted. As well as a home a young girl has forever needed. Soon she will be home, and you will all be able to see all that you have done. What a home means to Vika. </span>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-43732602516640969202011-06-06T07:12:00.000-04:002011-06-06T07:12:04.625-04:00Days gone by...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am in a crunch, limited time and have one foot out the door. But I wanted to write a quick post to tell you all that things are moving along here in my home, the efforts to bring Vika home will have to be kicked up a notch!! I hope to be getting all my paperwork tomorrow. From there I will get it all apostilled.. this means that I will be able to send it all in to the adoption agency to get my official referral to bring Vika home. For anyone that has ever been in this position, it is very exciting times!! We are on our way guys!! I will have to sit down to crunch numbers and see how much money I need to travel for the first time. We are getting there! All of you who are reading this, have been blessings along the way to making it happen.. I love you all!! Thank you so much!! I wouldn't be here today with out you saying I am on my way to bring her home!! </span>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-21615592325001301582011-06-01T09:29:00.001-04:002011-06-01T09:29:28.213-04:00Lets make a memory...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">What is your favorite childhood memory??? </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What ever your memory is.. now think.. who were you with when this was going on? What made that time so special, that you are smiling this moment thinking about it? Was it your sister riding next to you down the street on your bike, your friends all on a team of kickball, your younger brother peeking during a game of marco polo, or your Mom and Dad sledding with you at the park?? Lets face it, these memories, and all these experiences have shaped us, and made us the people that we are today. Good or bad, they have made us the people we are today, and have brought us to the point that we are at right now. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">How much do all those memories mean to you as a person? To me, they are priceless. My sister and I can still talk about playing "teacher" and taking our Cabbage Patch Dolls out on paddle boat rides. How we use to go and pick blueberries in the back yard, or the summer we built our own fort out of scrap wood. I could go on and on, telling you different memories. As parents we want only the best for our kids, and giving them memories to last a life time will help shape them into people their kids will look up to, and to admire. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am asking you all, to help me make memories with my daughter!! I can not stand to think of her not having these memories. Never knowing or remembering what it is like to have someone to love her, to celebrate all her achievements. I know that so many of you have already given so much of yourself to help me bring her home, but I can not stop til I have her here, with me, to live our lives together, and to make memories to last a lifetime. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Thank you so much to everyone who has thought of me, and prayed for Vika. You will forever live in our hearts, and our memories!</span>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-71028072050973669692011-05-31T01:33:00.001-04:002011-05-31T01:41:22.396-04:00Happy Birthday Vika<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">However, along the way, I have met some resistance. I have met people that do not agree with what I am doing. They think that I should be focusing all my attention all Nicholas, and that I am being selfish for bringing another little girl home that will need the same help that Nicholas needs. That Nicholas may be jealous, and he may not like her... then what??? They tell me that i can not expect my family will be of any help, and it is not fair that I even expect them to help. These same people, they have not been a part of this journey, they have not once inquired what brought me to this decision, and where my heart is in this journey. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">My name is Taryn Seybold. I am 35 years old. I gave birth to my son Nicholas just over 15 years ago. When I was pregnant with Nicholas I did not know that he had Down Syndrome. When I was pregnant, I did not know how much my life was going to change after having a child. When I had Nicholas, I will never forget the room full of blank faces, staring at me, apologetically for having Nicholas. As if he had died the day he was born, as though he had no quality of life, and that he would be a burden to me. But what I can tell you about Nicholas... for ALL of you out there who have ever wondered, and thought that he was or has been a burden to me...For those of you who have wondered if I thought he would/should go to "A home", or be a 'Burden" .. I have NEVER been sorry one day in my life. I have never looked back and wished anything different. I have never wished Nicholas to be anyone but EXACTLY who he is. To me, he is a brave, courageous, beautiful young man. He is a person that who is not afraid to be EXACTLY who HE is,everyday of his life!! A quality that many of lose at a very early age.. to me a quality that many of us could take a lesson in! </span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">To answer everyone's questions... YES .. having Vika home will be more work. It will be a lot more time invested in the kids. YES... she will be blessed to have a mother, and a brother... YES.. I will be blessed to have a daughter, and Nicholas a sister... YES... she will spend a life with family, as opposed to in a lifetime in an orphanage, YES...I know it is a life time commitment.. I have not thought for one minute that this is going to be hairbows and dresses, and dress up fun with a little girl. YES.. I know it is a lot of work, double to what I have done thus far. YES... I am nervous, I am changing everything I have known for the last 15 years too. This change is good.. I wish people could see that the way I do, because when you are questioning me, and asking me to reconsider, and telling me I am being selfish, and inconsiderate, you are taking away from the happiness in this process. So I am kindly asking you to stop... YES.. Stop... I am always open to the support, and the kindness.. But I do not need any more negativity my way. </span></span></span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">For all of you coming out last night to help support me in Bringing Vika Home!!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All together we raised </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">$3482.00</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Can you believe it!! This is AMAZING!! You all opened your hearts (and your wallets) to help me bring Vika home! This is a HUGE difference in getting Vika home and into my arms!!! </span><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was an amazing night, I really could have not thought it could have gone any better!! I had a bunch of friends, old and new, people I didn't know. They all came out last night to support me, all in efforts to help being Vika home!! I can already feel her in my arms!! I am so close, and I know everyday I am getting closer (as you can see!!). </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I had my great friend Sean on the mic last night, always making announcements, and helping move things along!!! We had Kurva Jo.. what a GREAT band!! I hope everyone enjoyed the band!! I know I did!!! For those of you who missed Nicholas dancing... I think his dance classes are really paying off!! He has some pretty sweet moves!! All the girls loved him!! (I will post some pictures later on!!) </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My night started out with an AMZING donation of $1000.00!! It was a very generous donation, and it meant a great deal to me!! With that, I knew the night could ONLY get better!! Soon after a family that recently had a child with Down Syndrome (Abby), stopped by. They they had heard of my intentions of bringing Vika home through a newspaper article in our local paper, the Concord Monitor. They couldn't stay, but wanted to donate... how thoughtful is that!! It brought tears to my eyes!! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We had some great prizes as you all know!! We had patriots tickets, red Sox Tickets, a iPad, a quilt.. GREAT PRIZES!!! Here is where it gets AMAZING!! Many of you know I had a raffle back before Christmas for a flat screen TV. My friend Judi won that TV. When I told her she won she graciously told me to keep the money to bring Vika home!! Last night she came there with her side business of putting VERY stylish feathers in people hair, and was doing it for all to raise money!! Judi bought her raffle tickets... and don't know know, she won the Red Sox Tickets, and the iPAD!! If that is not karma working at its finest... I don't know what it!! I was so happy to see her win! She has been such a support through this entire journey!! Now... if you think that isn't something... listen to this.. my friend Sarah. I have not seen her in a few years. She has been following my blog, and donating what she can, and when she can. She came last night, and brought friends and family too (which means means more money for me to bring Vika home). Between her and her sister. They won Patriots tickets, the quilt, table runner and a gift certificate to the Barley House!! How cool is that!! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All together it was an AMAZING night!! I could have not asked for it to go any better! I am so grateful and so blessed my all the people in my life!! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">For you, for me, this does not happen all the time. There are times when you go day in and day out. So busy and caught up in the daily exercises of life, that we as people do not take the time to recognize you for all you do, to look you in the eye and say thank you, or good job. No one to listen when you are feeling sad, or frustrated. But you know that there are people there, that appreciate you, that love you, and want to help you. That you know that if you were to pick up the phone, you would have a mother, father, sister, brother, or best friend to listen to you. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Now, imagine you are 1 of 50, or even 100 kids in a house. Different nannies taking care of you every day. New ones all the time because the stress of the job is too much. No one that knows your name. You don't know what is expected of you, because the expectations chance with each nanny. Now imagine that they nanny has no idea that you didn't like milk,and they feed it to you anyway, and you cry the whole time, and they are not concerned of the crying because the child next to you is crying in hunger. Imagine if you had an accident in the middle of the night, and you were to lay in your urine, or feces because there was no one there to help you because they are too busy with other kids. Imagine the kid in a crib or bed next to you, biting you in the middle of the night and there is no one there to protect you. Imagine, that you are so happy, and you have no one to tell. Imagine, not having a voice. Not being able to tell someone when you are hungry, cold, tired, sad, happy. Imagine, just for a moment imagine how isolating that must feel. To never share your goals, happiness, you dreams, to never get protection when you are scared. For so many kids, this, they do not have to imagine. This is how they live, day to day. Night after night, no one to listen, to love and to care. It is the grim reality for so many kids. It is sad, but so true. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The good news, it is that there are people out there in this world, that know it does not have to be this way. That want to make a difference, like me, like you. We know that it is no way to live your life, in such isolation to the world. WE together can make a difference. You don't have to adopt to make a difference. But be aware and act. Adopting comes at a high expense, where there are minimal resources to help financially. It is when you count on the people in your life, to come together to make a difference in this world. You can do it by donating money, spreading the word, spending your time and in prayer. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I want to thank everyone who has helped me so far in this journey. It has been one like no other. It is one to save a childs life, and give her the home that everyone deserves. Please take the time to think about what role you can play in this, and act. </span><br />
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</span>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-87194478337797414852011-04-20T16:32:00.000-04:002011-04-20T16:32:58.572-04:00Apostille Anxiety...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0M2AiDnyPRTDIld3uwWJ9LgSds74auONZQV0id-jGqKEX3hyxqPMe-S2K6hiBrDGgZUlmX_NGnuFztD4j-fXfbqPH19wT1NbOErW_0rAHPG-n8m7gsfrWXzTSLb-ZcBXjKMpVhvHNYOM/s1600/victoria+f+14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0M2AiDnyPRTDIld3uwWJ9LgSds74auONZQV0id-jGqKEX3hyxqPMe-S2K6hiBrDGgZUlmX_NGnuFztD4j-fXfbqPH19wT1NbOErW_0rAHPG-n8m7gsfrWXzTSLb-ZcBXjKMpVhvHNYOM/s200/victoria+f+14.jpg" width="171" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Hague Convention Abolishing the Requirement for Legalisation for Foreign Public Documents</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, the </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Apostille convention</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> or the </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Apostille treaty</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> is an international treaty drafted by the </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hague_Conference_on_Private_International_Law" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Hague Conference on Private International Law</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">. It specifies the modalities through which a document issued in one of the signatory countries can be certified for legal purposes in all the other signatory states. Such a certification is called an </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">apostille</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> (</span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/French_language" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="French language"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">French</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">: </span><span lang="fr" xml:lang="fr"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">certification</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">). It is an international certification comparable to a </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Notary_public" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; text-decoration: none;" title="Notary public"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">notarization</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> in domestic law.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">In a nutshell.. I have to get all my paperwork notarized, then apostilled. What is is, i am going to walk downtown, papers in hand. The Secretary of the State will certify (aka apostille) that all the documents are actually notarized by a true notary. I called, and you can just walk in and get it done. No big deal... At $10.00 a pop... Looking at all my documents, the piles of required papers. However that is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">42 </span>documents... and that is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">$420.00!!!! </span>That is a bare minimum of required documents. I know there are more I will be getting done! Ican't be lucky enough to live in Michigan where is it is $1.00 per page.. but not unlucky enough to live in California where it is $20.00 a page. So with that being said... If anyone wants to help make a difference, to help me get all these pages apolstilled... please consider donating $10.00 to my apostilling anxiety fund.. this could be interesting!! </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Thank you all so so much for all your ongoing support!! I am so very thankful!!!</span></span>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-54700632168287578562011-04-20T16:14:00.001-04:002011-04-20T16:15:27.170-04:00What Happens Now... the Remix....<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJrb7zynfnPreORUK4W6CE169mr4BQKlJMjK8CPLlbVkCRHTt8wYp-Pw-9VjrDO0ToQYlXEGJFfmFwN93Bp_ed9jGnZUD0HvODttHTM_sJqoMYmxuM7KDrNiTPCHM20AuEpfZc9hnAkpc/s1600/dxfc_DSC_0133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJrb7zynfnPreORUK4W6CE169mr4BQKlJMjK8CPLlbVkCRHTt8wYp-Pw-9VjrDO0ToQYlXEGJFfmFwN93Bp_ed9jGnZUD0HvODttHTM_sJqoMYmxuM7KDrNiTPCHM20AuEpfZc9hnAkpc/s320/dxfc_DSC_0133.jpg" width="221" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So as many as you know, this has been a long, lengthy, journey for me. If you know me, you know it has been one emotional journey as well. I have had my ups and downs. Frustration with time, and money to get things done. One thing that I have learned in life, it is that time is going to pass no matter what I do, how I choose to spend it. Money, however, this is a different story, and quite frankly... a different blog post. It is something I wish for everyday, the funds to bring her home. But today I want to tell you what is going on with me... and where I am in this journey.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It has been a long winter. I will start with that. I have had these series of classes to take. They have been cancelled, postponed.. and all leading up to my homestudy taking MONTHS to finish... I mean MONTHS!!! With great news... I will be taking my last class this Monday coming up! My homestudy has been submitted to my adoption agency for approval. I am expecting to get a copy for myself anytime as well. Once I take this class the homestudy agency is going to submit it to the USCIS office. From there, they will compare my FBI background, to my homestudy, and see if there are any "issues". I am not expecting any issues at this point. In the mean time I am spending some time getting together some documents for my dossier, and my court papers... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Now this is where the "remix" comes to play... Just a few weeks ago I got word that the region that Vika is in has changed their processes. It sounds official doesn't it... I am going to try and simply it best I can, there are 23 steps to this... and some may have got lost in translation... LOL... literally... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span> </div><div><ol><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I will send Boris (who works with families on the Russian side) copies of the primary documents, all notarized, and apostilled). He looks at the documents and they will be reviewed, and translated. Once those documents get to Russia, the Education Department (ED) has </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">10 DAYS</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> to examine them, find errors, request more documents. After the updated documents are received, the ED has yet another </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">10 DAYS </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">to examine them. If they are in order, the family (me) is registered. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">ONLY THEN (according to the law) the ED starts looking for the children corresponding with the requirements of the parents and available for </span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1303252593_2" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px; color: #366388; cursor: pointer;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">international adoption.</span></span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1303252593_2" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px; color: #366388; cursor: pointer;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">When such children are found, the ED officially passes us the proposal with short official information about the child health, including main diagnosis, and other short information. This information does not include complete name and surname of the child (this is confidential and is issued only when parents are going to meet with the child). In this case it will be Vika. Maybe a couple more children to get some information on them .</span></span></span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1303252593_2" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px; color: #366388; cursor: pointer;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The childrens informations will be sent to me.</span></span></span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #366388; font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Once I have the documents completed, I can get a travel date in </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #366388; font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">2-4 WEEKS. </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #366388; font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> This is where the "remix" comes in. In the past, we have appointed a POS (Boris), to deliver all of our court papers, and official documents. However, in this particular region. They are now requiring the potential adoptive parents to hand deliver the documents ourselves. With that to consider. As adoptive parents, we need to have ALL of our court papers completed, and sent to the country 7-10 days prior to travel so they can be translated. IF we decide not to do that. That would mean we would have to make an extra trip just to deliver court papers!! </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">TRIP ONE</span></b></span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #366388; font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">During the first visit, I must pass medical exam and receive medical conclusion for the court, receive more detailed medical and other information about the child at the ED. I willhave to submit in writing a personal meeting with Vika. Once I meet her, I write a refusal/agreement of intent to adopt. Once I "Agree" I can submit my court papers, including the 171 form, FBI information and fingerprints, as well as all (40 something other documents) that I will be working on as well. </span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The court is considering the submitted documents during </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">10 DAYS</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> and issues official written conclusion, usually indicating which documents need to be corrected or something should be added. The court can request any additional document from the parents, Department or Agency that are considered necessary to decide about this adoption.</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">After additional documents are received and the court is satisfied, the date of court is appointed. Usually it's about a month after the documents are approved.</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I would then travel back for court. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">TRIP TWO</span></b></span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Before the court, it is necessary that I meet with Vika for several days and receive official confirmation of their good relations with the child from the officially empowered person.</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Court sitting. For the positive decision on adoption, all documents must be in order. The Dept, the prosecutor and the court must be ensured that this adoption promotes s interests of the child, that parents are serious and reliable people and can provide care for this child, that there is no risk of canceling of adoption or her being passed to another family, etc.</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The court decision comes in force after </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">10 DAYS </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">(I would need to wait 10 days to apply for her passport and Visa). </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">After that, the representative of the Agency organizes receipt of Certificate on adoption and new </span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1303252593_3" style="color: #366388;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Certificate of birth</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Then one of parents (in person) submits application for issue of Russian and foreign passports for the child.</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">After the application for the passport is done, parents may return to the US.</span></span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Official term for the authorities to make the passport is</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> 1 MONTH</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">TRIP THREE</span></b></span></span></li>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">To everyone who has supported me, and has followed this journey. Thank you so much! You have no idea how much it means to me! </span></div>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-76764728244168756412011-04-03T10:40:00.003-04:002011-04-03T10:47:45.892-04:00Do You See What I See?<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;">"Once our eyes are opened, we can't pretend we don't know what to do. God, who weighs our hearts and keeps our souls, knows what we know, and holds us responsible to act." Prov. 24:12</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I know that for many of these parents, who had to give up their children. They must feel very much the same way. They have to wonder and pray for the well-being of their children. My heart breaks for them. They will never know the love that their sons and daughters had in their hearts, and was ready to shine to the world. Not because they didn't want them. But they felt as though the world didn't want them. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;">Having faith is kinda a tricky thing some times... there are times when it is very easy to lose it... like the family that was just rejected at the court... or the family that is there now... but what those families all have in common... they have God.. they have family and they have the friends of Reeces Rainbow. We never give up, because these children are a huge part of our hearts, and they were in it long before we even knew that they were. They were part of the bigger plan... people of the world will someday see that they are human beings. That they deserve all the things in life... just like you and me. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;">My hope is that through the love of my son, and the testimony of adoption of Vika. As well as many other children with Down Syndrome. People will someday have the same love, acceptance, and <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">Faith.... </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">as I do. </span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I want to personally thank everyone who has supported me along the way. Having faith in me that I can do this, and love and welcome this little girl into my home. I honestly, and truly could not be doing this without all of you. That is from the bottom of me heart. </span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Thank you for being part of my journey...</span></span></span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Please join us Saturday, May 21 at the Barley House in Concord, NH!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We are putting together a wonderful benefit to bring Vika home! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is going to be an AMAZING time with lots of friends, family and great a great time! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There will be a band, drinks, and a great raffle prizes! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Space is limited! to 189 people!! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We are asking for a $20.00 or more donation. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">When purchasing your ticket. Please in the comment area leave your name of the person/persons that you want on the guest list. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You can also see Myself, or Kristin Sorli for more information! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is truly a chance to be a part of something greater than yourself. By attending you will be a VERY active part of bringing Vika home. Vika has lived in an orphanage all her life, never knowing the love of a mother, or that of a family. By attending this event, you will help give her a home! </span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">When I first ever saw that picture of Vika, almost 7 months ago now. This is exactly what came to me.. this thought, this feeling that she was supposed to be home with NIcholas and I.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"> It is a feeling that has since been overwhelming at times. To think that my life is going to change so much!! It is that feeling of this is the right thing to do, that sits deep within me is what keeps me going, and reassures me everyday, that I am making the right choice. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">There have been many twists and turns of my life that have led me down this road to adoption. Far too many to even try to explain here... Each decision I have made, Each decision that has been made for me. All the twists and turns of fate. I believe has lead me straight down this road to being Vikas Mommy. I am so excited to have my heart, and my mind open to the thought of having this special little girl come into my life, and into the life of my family and friends. I truly believe that her presence will bless all of us more than we can even comprehend at this point. She has experienced things, and has been through things that some of us will never even be able to comprehend, and things we may never even know about. But thanks to everyone that has blessed me along this way. She will soon learn what it is to be loved by a family. To learn, and discover what it is to be a child. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> I want to thank everyone that has blessed me, and my family with your thoughts, your prayers, and monetary support. Please know what you are such big part of something greater than yourself. You are part of giving a little girl a life that she would have never had without the love and support of people like yourselves. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Right now with a donation, you will be entered to win an iPad!! </span></span><br />
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</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';">Two ways to Enter:</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';">1) <span style="font-size: x-small;">Donate securely. Click on the Chip-In Button to the right</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">2) Mail a chack to: </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">taryn seybold</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> 33A merrimack Street</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Concord, NH 03301</span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhETwJyrmzlvNsraii1dfTmf9UHS0Oo92sPQehPaZxF4_5029MqBEpIHcOVaJ7qSq7zzspxEuiK5kCc-Odw32ZFI8Z5pVOsRw0guofd07XI1ZuHfcxwRdYgYPO9LHQrgj6tZMTeig7q4qE/s1600/vika-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhETwJyrmzlvNsraii1dfTmf9UHS0Oo92sPQehPaZxF4_5029MqBEpIHcOVaJ7qSq7zzspxEuiK5kCc-Odw32ZFI8Z5pVOsRw0guofd07XI1ZuHfcxwRdYgYPO9LHQrgj6tZMTeig7q4qE/s320/vika-2.jpg" width="221" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">iPad Giveaway</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-large;">For Vika!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';">Donate to Vika's adoption grant.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';">One lucky winner will receive a </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';">Apple iPad, 16GB wi-fi + 3G valued at<span style="font-size: large;"> $629.00</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';">Two ways to Enter:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';">1) <span style="font-size: x-small;">Donate securely. Click on the Chip-In Button to the left</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">2) Mail a chack to: </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">taryn seybold</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-small;"> 33A merrimack Street</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-small;">Concord, NH 03301</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-small;">All donations are greatly appreciated, and will all be a part of helping bringing Vika home. I want to thank EVERYONE for your ongoing love and support throughout this journey! I couldn't be doing this without the love and support of all my family and Friends!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: x-small;">Love you all.... Taryn </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-30526667862026443002011-02-20T15:43:00.002-05:002011-02-20T16:08:33.762-05:00first week with Anya<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">It has been about 6 months since I have started thinking about adopting Vika. It has been a very emotionally challenging time for me. For so many reasons... I have been through a lot in my life, and I can honestly say, I do not think I have anything to compare it to. But through it all, the people that have understood how I am feeling, are people that are going through this journey themselves. It is stressful (for so many reasons) because of the money, If I were to wait til I had $30,000 on my own, Vika would be in a mental institute, where she would never have the ability to be loved, and to grow as a young girl. This is why I have turned to so many of you to support me throughout this journey. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But, for me.. I can honestly say that I don't hurt for just Vika, Anya, Sophie or Little B... because they are the lucky ones, they will soon have a forever family. But I hurt for all the other little children, that will never be able to have a forever family.</span> <br />
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</div><div>Many of you may have noticed at HUGE jump in my FSP (Family Sponsor Page) on Reeces Rainbow. Many of you may not know where this money came from. This money was donated from a woman that knows Vika. From my understanding she has known her in the orphanage, and has described her as a loving, courageous, little girl. She also told me that she thought she would fit in perfect in my home! I can only imagine the love and adoration that she has for her. So much she can't possibly imagine her moving onto a mental institute. I have thought of this woman as an angel to her, looking over her, and caring for her. Ensuring her well being, and safety. I will forever be grateful for to this woman for being there for her, and am in hopes to meet her when I travel to EE. While I will never be able to repay her the $10,000. I will forever be reminded and grateful for her, and what she has done for my little girl. As I plan on giving Vika her first name as her Middle name ... Victoria Natalya</div><div><br />
</div><div>She has brought me all the more closer to bringing Vika home... her generosity is appreciated and will never be forgotten. I know not everyone can donate $10,000... any amount is truly appreciated. Right now, if you donate $50.00 or more. I have a special present for you. I have pearls that will be sent to you. You can give them to someone else, or keep them for yourself as a reminder that you are a part of something bigger than yourself... you are part of giving a little girl a future..</div><div><br />
</div><div>Thank you for your ongoing love and support...</div><div>Love</div><div>Taryn</div>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-574013779206971892011-02-02T21:07:00.000-05:002011-02-02T21:07:22.875-05:00I had to share this...Tonight I was looking at Vikas FSP (Family Sponsor Page), I saw the word "Zalvisto" curious as to what this meant. I did the standby google search... When reading it, I found the word "Zalvisto" in direct context as to what is written on her FSP in somone's blog. This is living proof, that there have been people out there loving her, caring for her, praying for her, long before I knew her :)<br />
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This is from a translator that was kind enough to interpret what she they meant... made me smile!!<br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em;">This sweet girl melts my heart. As a translator, I really appreciate the note that is written about her on the RR website. You can just imagine the level of adoration her caretakers have for her…and how they tried to fit it into words. Then those Russian words were e-translated into English.</div><blockquote><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em;">In the highest Volochek live girl – Vicky. The girl’s alive, radiant blue eyes, a mischievous “tail”, winning smile and open face. It is well built, childishly naive and coquettish – a child wants to love, embrace, lisping with him. Âèêóëÿ and she is always glad to new people, smiles all around, laughing loudly and zalivisto, fins and happy sitting on their hands. Wick – a lovely little girl, clockwork, energetic, affectionate and sociable, and in general, little girl, whose place at home, at the table with mom and dad, where you can happily talk down, sitting on a high chair, twist and tuck into cakes</div></blockquote><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em;">This paragraph used to end with “Vika, a normal child.”</div><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em;">A lively girl. I have a lively girl and I wouldn’t trade her for the world. She adds so much laughter to our home..so much spunk. I would love to hear Vika’s “zalavisto” laughter, wouldn’t you? This girl sounds like so much fun!!! Like a HugFest waiting to happen. Maybe they’re missing the words “moxie” and “charisma” somewhere in there, but the picture is crystal clear. Maybe they don’t know how to say “she keeps you on your toes, but it’s so worth it for all the love and life she brings” but that can be inferred.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em;">Vika, you are an obvious bright light in this world…the vigor for life that God has placed in you is easily viewed from thousands of miles away. We are praying for someone to come along who would just love to love on you and give you a chance at a full, long life in a FUN, adventurous and loving family!</div><div style="margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em;">She is 4 turning 5 in May and is lucky to still be at the baby orphanage. Pray. Consider. Pass it on. Or, pray. Consider. Bring her home. Either way, please take a minute to petition and advocate for Vika today.</div>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-90691205237011338312011-02-02T19:14:00.002-05:002011-02-02T19:53:07.050-05:00$10,000 donationFor the many of you that have followed my blog over the last few months. You saw a dramatic jump in my FSP. Someone that knows, and obviously loves, and cares for Vika very deeply donated that $10,000. She has told me that Vika is a very brave, and courageous young girl. That, I do not doubt for a moment.<br />
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</div><div> I often try and imagine how life is for her in the orphanage. Never knowing who will tell her goodmorning, and that they love her. Who will listen to her when she is sad, or praise her for her achievements. Who kisses her boobooos when she is hurt... who is there to help her through everyday activities. After-all, she is only 5 years old. Who is giving her the guidance and the love that all children (and lets be real.. many adults) need. Then I start to imagine Nicholas in that setting when he was 5.. how would he have thrived, how would he have received the love and attention that ALL children need. Would he have been a face in a room, an number in a line, just one more mouth to feed?? Now picture your child in that situation, is it something you would want for your child? Your niece, your nephew, your grandchildren? It is nothing that any of us would want for any of our children. If Vika, if not adopted soon. Like many other children her age are moved to a mental institute. A place that holds no hope, love or future for these kids. </div><div><br />
</div><div>The saddest part, is that these children are placed in a situation, in the orphanage just for being them... for being who they were when they were born.. one extra chromosome landed them in a place that does not hold any future for them. </div><div><br />
</div><div>I can honestly say that I know that adoption is not for everyone. Especially an adoption of a child with Special Needs. I know this from the crazy looks I get when I tell people what I am doing. While there are times when I am so scared, and so nervous about this journey. The love, and the acceptance I have in my heart for this little girl.. it far outweighs the nervousness, and the unknown. I know it is what I am supposed to be doing... there are so many things in life when you are called to do something. You don't know exactly why ...and you know it is going to be a struggle. But you know deep in your heart it is where you life you are being lead to. It is a deep feeling within yourself where there is peace.. for many of you this may not make sense.. but for those of you that have experienced it, you will know EXACTLY what I am talking about! </div><div><br />
</div><div>So this is where all of you come in.. I need your support and commitment to help me bring this girl home. Support can come in many forms, prayer, financial, and in friendship. All of the support I have got, and continue to get.. it fills my heart with so much gratitude. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Right now... I have a little something for the people that donate... With the first 12 people that donate $50.00 or more... I have a BEAUTIFUL pearl necklace, or earrings that will be yours. It can be used as a gift, or to keep for yourself as a reminder that you were part of something more than yourself... you were part of giving a beautiful little girl a home, a mom, a family and a future...</div><div><br />
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</div><div>Thank you all for you ongoing support and love..</div><div>Taryn</div>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-28377402374338086892011-02-02T11:51:00.000-05:002011-02-02T11:51:14.558-05:00For My Friend TarynSo this isn't Taryn typing, this is a friend. My name is Ann and I've got to tell you I have been so blessed by this fabulous women. Taryn and I have become friends over the past five months. You see we are on the same journey together. We were both asked by our God to step forward in faith to rescue one of His Earthly orphans and to be quite honest I can not imagine doing it with out Taryn. We have shared frustrations,fears, laughs, tears and soon the joy of bringing home our sweet girls. They are both from the same place and we believe they are in the same orphanage. We imagine that they could of possibly grown up together. So I have pledged that I will do what ever it takes to get both of our girls home. I can not tell you how often I stand before the Lord and ask for his guidance for both of us. I truly believe that God orchestrated our meeting before we even began this journey. So it brings me to the place to post on her blog. Funny thing is that she doesn't even know I am posting this, shhh.... She has no idea, hope she doesn't erase this LOL! Taryn the super amazing person she is offered to help me sell beautiful bangle bracelets that are all hand made by me. She said I could post my blog button on her blog in hopes to sell them to help bring my sweet Little B home. We are at a crucial point on our adoption and need to raise 15k in the next month in order to go and get her. Here is where you come in not only would buying one of my bracelets help us it will also help Taryn. I am donating $3 of every bracelet sold to help bring Victoria home. They are beautiful, fun and so shabby chic. My button is on the side of this blog. So go pick one and not only help one little orphan but two! They are oh so sweet and we can not do this on our own. It is every ones responsibility. Every one has a place along this journey don't miss your chance to change a life. Vika has a short time left before she will be institutionalized, don't let that happen. You have been called, its up to you to answer that call.<br />
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Click the button on the side and please mention Taryn when ordering so I can give her part of the donation. Thank you and God Bless!<br />
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</tbody></table>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-50467218686230555412011-01-17T03:00:00.001-05:002011-01-17T03:05:12.306-05:00Letter to VikaDear Vika,<br />
There are so many things that I want you to know. The first thing that I want you to know, is that you are loved. The first time I ever saw your picture, you made my heart smile. The ways your eyes light up when you smile, you radtiate the true meaning of unconditional love to the world.<br />
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I want you to know that I thought about you everyday. The thoughts turned to concern, the concern turned to worry. I worried for you, your health, you well being, your future. Soon I began to realize, I worried for you, the same way I worry for Nicholas. It was then, I discovered, in my heart, you had already become my daughter. Right now, I know you have no idea who I am. Soon, my love, that will change. <br />
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I also want you to know, that you will know love, caring and concern. You will have a Mom to kiss you goodnight, a brother to play games with, to run with, and to learn and grow with. You will learn to celebrate, to beleive, and hope and wish for more things that you have ever known. You will have grandparents, and cousins, aunts, uncles and friends.<br />
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While I do not think you will ever understand why you have been given the life that you have had. I want you to know, that I am going to love you, and take care of you til my very last day here on earth. I will do all I can to give you the most loving, and caring home. The most bright and hopeful future. This is what I beleive you deserve. <br />
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More than anything. I want you to know that you are a brave, beautful, courageous little girl. You are a true testimony to the human spirit, you will shine on people, enlighten people, and bring more happiness to people more than you know, you are an angel. <br />
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I can't wait to have you home.<br />
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Love.. your MommyTaryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-19170150450061214542011-01-06T02:44:00.002-05:002011-01-06T02:44:54.135-05:00This New Year<div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">This New Year...</div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> </div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">It is going to be a start to a journey that began just 4 months ago...</div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> </div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">It began one afternoon. I was looking at pictures of hundreds of children with <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1294299799_1" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px; color: #366388; cursor: pointer;">Down Syndrome</span> whom were given up at birth and have since spent their entire lives in a orphange. Children who have never known the true love of a family. I saw Vika's picture and loved her smile immediately. There are hundrends of children out there that need homes; all beautiful and unique in their own way. But my heart kept getting drawn back to Vika. I thought about her for many, many days. I kept looking at her picture. I then found myself thinking of her at all random times of the day... the thinking of her turned into worry, caring and concern. Then one day it dawned on me, I care for her, worry for her, and love her like I do Nicholas. In my heart, she had become my daughter.</div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> </div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">This decsion to adopt her did not come as lightly as some may think. I was torn with this as the truth of the matter is... I know I have had a good life. A very comfotable and easy life. I have a great job that I love. Nicholas and I have had a routine, and a way of life for the last 15 years. Who am I to just bring this little girl into my home, and change it around, and turn it upside down, and literally start all over.</div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> </div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1294299799_2" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px; color: #366388; cursor: pointer;">What If</span>.... this is question that I have been asked over and over...</div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> </div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><em>all these questions have been propsed, and I do not have all the answers to them...</em></div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><em></em> </div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">While I do not have the answers to all of these questions, the truth is. I have a lot of faith and trust in something greater than me. For this same faith and trust is something that I truly feel brought her to me.</div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I imagine (I know) there will be a tremendous amounts of challenges, and hurdles to overcome. I know there will be days that will test me, and teach me and try to break me down. But, I also know there will more days that will show me new love, lessons in life, and renewal.</div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> </div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Because the truth of it is... I need her, just as much as she needs me.</div><div style="color: #7f003f; font-family: tahoma, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> </div>Taryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347219033736177576.post-34127933627283692452010-12-31T19:01:00.000-05:002010-12-31T19:01:17.043-05:00Happy New YearThis year has brought me to so many places highs and lows.. good times and bad. I have done more, and experienced such a flux of emotions this year. Truthfully, more than I ever thought I would ever know or feel. For those of who know me best, know exactly what I am talking about. I have come to the understanding, and belief that everything happens for a reason. Sometimes you may not know what the reasoning is, and may not be able to see it or understand it.<br />
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I have found that in bad times people often say "it happens for a reason" it has become a coping mechanism, a way that instantly gives a grieving person a sense of relief, and a break from the sadness that he/she has had put in them. When good things happen... people instantly question it..<br />
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As many of you know, there was very series of unfortunate events prior to my coming to the decision to adopt Vika. Some people will say, and will always say that my "unfortunate events" is what drove me to adopt her. But I feel that through those "unfortunate events" that is what led me to her. I know that this may be hard for many people to understand, or to feel. But I feel as though she has found me. There are hundreds and hundreds of children for adoption. She in fact is one of 30+ children with Down Syndrome for adoption in her orphanage. I can't say that i fell in love with all those kids the same way I did with Vika (there was another little girl... but for now, I will have to continue to pray for her). While I want all those kids to have a home... Everyday, multiple times a day, I thought of Vika. To this day, I still do.<br />
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Since making the decision to adopt her. I have made a lot of new friends. While there are people that do not support this adoption. There are so many more people that are out there that do. Of course not having the support of some people, it does take a way from some of the happiness in the process. But as a good friend once told me. Anyone can have a dream, but it takes a stronger person to follow thru and make it come true. I am so grateful for all my support... my life would not be the same without all of you! I look forward to sharing with you all the adventures to come! I wish you all a wonderful and Very Happy New Year!!<br />
All the Love and Happiness from me to you all!<br />
TarynTaryn Seyboldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02815327256200098460noreply@blogger.com2