So what do you do, after a coup?

(I’m stepping way out on a limb here and attempting to explore a bit what it was like being an adoptive dad whose kids were in a country where the government was recently overthrown (back in 2004))

You wonder.

You wait.

You ponder.

You fret.

You worry.

You imagine.

You feel sad.

You feel bad.

You feel bad for feeling sad.

You think about those who have it worse than you do.

And you feel alone.

Very alone.

No one understands what to do after a coup.

No one understands what it might mean to these kids you might never have seen.

So what do you do, after a coup?

You pray.

You stumble through your daily routine.

Your boss doesn’t know. He doesn’t understand.

How can he understand when you don’t know the plan?

So what do you do, after a coup?

You do nothing because so many things are out of your hands.

You do nothing because the “action” is happening in another land.

But you wish, oh you wish for something to do.

Some way to fix it, if it were up to you.

And then it happens.

A friend knows a friend.

And that friend is wondering the same things as you.

See they have a child who is stuck in the same coup.

They too are wondering, what do you do, after a coup?

A connection is made, a bond is forged.

You’re not alone!

And then there are two wondering what do you do.

Someone who gets it, someone who understands!

And the circle grows wider. Soon three! And then four!

Families from here and families from there.

All connected by a common bond – all connected by a common question

What do you do, after a coup?

We didn’t know, we had no clue.

There’s nothing in the adoption manuals about dealing with coups…..

We wonder

We talk

We all ask the same questions. What do you do?

What do I do?

What do we do?

As we continue to talk, the “we” grows bigger.

First one, then two, then more and more

Before long, we had families connected – from east to west, from north to south. We had a voice, we had a heart, we were worried about our kids.

So what do we do, after a coup?

We couldn’t go to Haiti, their government didn’t want us.

We couldn’t go to Haiti – the airport was closed.

Then someone said, “Hey I’ve got an idea……”

“Here’s what we could do after a coup……”


Stay tuned for a story about teddy bears, Senate Briefing rooms and this thing called humanitarian parole.

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