Up the stairs and through the door

Here’s how Adam remembers the day he went back to the orphanage where he spent his first four years for the first time since 1999:

On the way in the train I felt kind just empty. Anxious. I was anxious, but I did not exactly know what I was anxious for.

I took us about half an hour to walk to the orphanage from Mirka’s house. It was very icy and slippery. I didn’t exactly think it was my orphanage at first. It looked smaller. And it looked different. I remember ginormous green gates. And lots of wooden play structures in the from yard. Now there is a gazebo and a statue of Mary and modern play structures.

I was just kind of taking it in, taking it in that I was really here. I hesitated to go in a bit. I felt pretty alone. It was my thing, my wish to go to my orphanage. Zachary says he never wants to go back to his orphanage, so I felt alone. No one at all could know what I was feeling.

Dad and I went inside. We turned the first corner and I saw the mural. Right then, everything started seeping in. It freaked me out a bit. I see that mural in my dreams a lot. I have dreamt about it all the time since I left here. I remember it vividly. And here it is, the same exact thing.

My favorite part of the mural is all the little kids playing. Its style is very Ukrainian. It hasn’t changed one bit at all. Even thirteen years after I left. It’s strange seeing it after so long. It is mind-blowing.

Then we saw the chief security guard and asked if we could go to my room. The room that I stayed in when I was a kid.

I don’t remember walking up the stairs. When I got to the first door, it was a bit shocking. The Sonnechka sign was different. It was newer. The room had the same name, but a newer sign. We went into the entry vestibule and then to the door of the main room.

I opened the door and saw all these little kids. This little girls runs up to me. I didn’t really know what to do. I was in a shocked state for the first moment: Should I pick her up? Should I not react at all — ignore her? Should I pat her head. Then the better part of me picked her up and held her. Mirka was translating and explaining everything to the nurses. And all the little kids wanted attention. I felt overwhelmed. All these little kids. But I got better.

Being in the place where I grew up, and having kids right off the bat come up to you. Part of you is frozen. Yeah, I was having really strong, deep emotions inside, but I was frozen. I couldn’t do anything, and I didn’t have anything to say.

Then I thought: Why not embrace this? I can show affection. My parents showed me affection right off the bat, so why can’t I show affection to these little kids? So I let myself start to interact with the kids. I felt comfortable holding the little first girl and then picking up the next little boy. I tried to talk to them and answer their questions. I listened to one very confident little girl try to persuade me to give her my hat. Her name was Diana. And I remembered the whole room.


Diana makes a case for wearing the hat.

In the next post, Adam takes a tour of the orphanage and shares some reflections on the visit.
Advertisements

8 Comments

Filed under Uncategorized

8 responses to “Up the stairs and through the door

  1. Louise Stuart

    Dear Adam, thank you for taking the time to do this! It is very special to the people who love you! When I watched the pictures, especially of your train trip and your visit to the orphanage, I wondered over and over what you were thinking. And I thought over and over of that dear little boy becoming such a fine young man!

    Love to everyone!
    Babalou

  2. Terry Sindoni

    Adam, after reading this, all I can say is WOW! I know that going back to the orphanage took alot of courage, but so did sharing your thoughts and emotions……thank you. Cousin Terry

  3. John Beam

    That is amazing about the mural – that it has made such an impression from that young an age. I hope going back brought Adam whatever he was looking for – and I am sure seeing Adam with his family encouraged the kids to realize that there is a future outside of the orphanage.

    • He did not tell me about his recurring dream until he saw the mural. He was surprised in a profound and positive way. This visit seems to have been something he needed to do, although he did not mention it that way. I guess we had always assumed we would go back and told him so, so he never needed to press it. The visit does seem to have provided him with a touchstone. He wants to go back a few more times while he’s here and I hope to go in the next couple of weeks. If we hadn’t been too old, we would have started the adoption process right away for all those kids, although I think it’s a tougher process these days. Meanwhile, I’ll publish the second installment of his narrative later this week.

  4. Chris McGinnis

    Adam: What a powerful moment..you described it well…in what you said and did not say. “A picture is worth a thousand words”. I hope you get a chance to return, its a wonderful message and hope for these little children who I doubt will forget you either…..

    • Thank you for all your support. I miss seeing you and Will and Alex at church. I can’t wait to come back and share all my stories in person and answer any questions you might have. Have a wonderful year, and I hope to see Will at camp (second week.)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s