Please visit www.theadoptionmagazine.com to see my story! I am so honored that they chose my story to post!
Have a great rest of the week! Remember.. ADOPTION A BEAUTIFUL OPTION!
With Love,
Breah
Monday, April 23, 2012
Saturday, April 21, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
Exciting News!
1- I just recieved some great news! I was just contacted by Adoption Today magazine and they have read my blog and encouraged me to submit my first post for their August and September issue. Richard Fischer from Adoption and Fostering Families today sent me an inbox about possibly becoming a spokesperson for the adoption message!
P.S. Thanks to all who have puchased wristbands! I still have plenty more to sell .. stop by anytime!
Big things are coming! Remember... Adoption a BEAUTIFUL Option!
P.S. Thanks to all who have puchased wristbands! I still have plenty more to sell .. stop by anytime!
Big things are coming! Remember... Adoption a BEAUTIFUL Option!
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Wristbands are in!!!!!!!!!!
Wristbands are in! E-mail me at breahashtyn@gmail.com if you want to place an order! If you would like to help sell fifteen you can get two free!
~Thanks
Have an awesome weekend(:
~Thanks
Have an awesome weekend(:
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Adoption Bracelets For Sale
Adoption bracelets are for sale!
Youth Sizes-
hot pink with black writing
black with yellow writing
lime green with orange writing
Adult Sizes-
Grey with green writing
Orange with blue writing
They are $3 each comment and let me know! I am trying to raise at least $100 for the Wilson family who recently adopted six children from Guatemala. Thanks! You can pick them up starting 4-17-12. I will post pictures as soon as they come in... please share with EVERYONE!
Youth Sizes-
hot pink with black writing
black with yellow writing
lime green with orange writing
Adult Sizes-
Grey with green writing
Orange with blue writing
They are $3 each comment and let me know! I am trying to raise at least $100 for the Wilson family who recently adopted six children from Guatemala. Thanks! You can pick them up starting 4-17-12. I will post pictures as soon as they come in... please share with EVERYONE!
My First Blog!
Our Story-
It was the summer of 2004; I was your typical five year old girl with a love for chicken nuggets and gymnastics. I had two younger brothers, Jay who was four and Aiden was one. I can vividly remember that things were starting to be different around the house, like something was about to happen. My parents were spending countless hours on the computer, filling out paper work, and leaving us with our grandparents to attend weekly "meetings" as my brothers and I were told. Then, one day our parents took us on a weekend trip to Chicago, Illinois. It was on this trip that my parents told us that we would be adding to our family through adoption. At the time I really didn't understand it; I was confused but always felt safe with my parents decisions and because of my trust in them I knew everything would work out. My mom then showed us a small photo album containing pictures of a very small baby who had been through open heart surgery with pictures that were labeled "Child 103- 71". My brothers were so young they didn't seem to understand but I on the other hand was fascinated from the start. As a five year old I remember asking question after question such as " Why does he look different?" " When will he be at our house?" "Where is he at?" "What is his name?" and so on. The weekend trip came to an end and before I knew it we were back home in Celina, Ohio. I started kindergarten and also started to learn things that most five year olds don't know.... like what a social worker is, where South Korea is, and that some women have babies and can't take care of them. I was forced to grow up very fast, by my sixth birthday I already had two younger brothers and one that I was about to fly half way across the world to meet in three months, his name was Seung Joon Ha. I came home from kindergarten on a snowy March day and my Mom was home packing. She then said that our agency had called her and it was the moment we had been waiting for 9 months ago. Seung Joon Ha's name was changed to Alex Joseph Anderson. We left the next day for a 13 hour flight which seemed like a week! Little did I know this trip would change me forever. I know some people say, " You were only six years old, how could it change you?" My response is " Trust me it's possible. A trip to South Korea is a trip you will never forget." During this trip I learned more about life, family, and the importance of God than I ever would have learned had I been in room K-1 that week. I may have been missing snack time, recess, and reading but my parents and I made the most out of our journey in Korea. We spent hours in the orphanage Eastern Social Welfare Society holding and feeding babies. Some healthy and others extremely sick; there was so many babies and not enough nannies to take care of them. I remember asking why some of the babies had tape on their pacifiers? My Moms answer made me sad. When the babies would cry there was not always someone to take care of them. The older babies had learned not to cry. It was disturbing and I remember asking my Dad why they didn't have parents and he replied "Breah they will always have God as their father" I now understand what my Dad meant that day as a six year old I didn't understand. There were several families there just like us. Some from the United States others from Australia. My new brother wasn't there... he was at a foster home. His foster parents were nice but he was living with out running water and their house was so small and unsafe. He however didn't seem to mind that was his home and he seemed happy. By the time I met him he'd grown so much, he wasn't the little baby labeled "103-71". He was an ornery little boy with a lot of hair and a whole lot of attitude! The night before we left Alex's foster parents came to say goodbye. The emotion shared in that room was intense something I have replayed in my mind over and over. I will never forget his Foster Mother dropping to her knees as the elevator doors closed and thanking my Parents for loving him knowing she may never see him again. Once again something most six year olds have never witnessed. But I learned in that moment that Alex was loved and Gods hands were with him at all times. Before we knew, it was time to go home. I would be lying if I told you the flight home was wonderful. It wasn't Alex was missing his foster parents and crying for them. He had gotten sick on the plane and was 18 months old and the last thing he wanted to do was sit quietly with us. Mom and Dad were missing my brothers, it was a long flight. We arrived at Dayton our family and friends were there with open arms. Alex was passed around there were lots of tears, hugs and cameras flashing. Looking back some people thought our journey ended , it had really only begun. Aiden and Alex sat in their car seats next to each other on the way home that night. From that day my little brothers have formed the strongest sibling bond. We refer to them as the artificial twins since they are only six months apart and not only brothers but best friends!
Today I am a typical 13 year old girl who loves sports, running, cheering, hanging out with friends, painting nails, family vacations and I am proud of earning all A's on my report card. One thing that is not so typical about me is I have a burning desire to share my story with hopes of raising adoption awareness. I want to see children not only find loving parents but parents find their children. My prayer is that through this blog and my platform of "Adoption a Beautiful Option" I am able to make a difference.
I don't want to be without parents, so therefore I don't want others to be without parents. I don't want to be hungry, so therefore I don't want orphans to be hungry. I want to have warm clothes so therefore I want kids like Alex to have warm clothes. I know the importance of adoption so therefore I want YOU to know about the importance of adoption. Please follow my blog updates! Big things are bound to happen!
Happy Easter!
Breah
It was the summer of 2004; I was your typical five year old girl with a love for chicken nuggets and gymnastics. I had two younger brothers, Jay who was four and Aiden was one. I can vividly remember that things were starting to be different around the house, like something was about to happen. My parents were spending countless hours on the computer, filling out paper work, and leaving us with our grandparents to attend weekly "meetings" as my brothers and I were told. Then, one day our parents took us on a weekend trip to Chicago, Illinois. It was on this trip that my parents told us that we would be adding to our family through adoption. At the time I really didn't understand it; I was confused but always felt safe with my parents decisions and because of my trust in them I knew everything would work out. My mom then showed us a small photo album containing pictures of a very small baby who had been through open heart surgery with pictures that were labeled "Child 103- 71". My brothers were so young they didn't seem to understand but I on the other hand was fascinated from the start. As a five year old I remember asking question after question such as " Why does he look different?" " When will he be at our house?" "Where is he at?" "What is his name?" and so on. The weekend trip came to an end and before I knew it we were back home in Celina, Ohio. I started kindergarten and also started to learn things that most five year olds don't know.... like what a social worker is, where South Korea is, and that some women have babies and can't take care of them. I was forced to grow up very fast, by my sixth birthday I already had two younger brothers and one that I was about to fly half way across the world to meet in three months, his name was Seung Joon Ha. I came home from kindergarten on a snowy March day and my Mom was home packing. She then said that our agency had called her and it was the moment we had been waiting for 9 months ago. Seung Joon Ha's name was changed to Alex Joseph Anderson. We left the next day for a 13 hour flight which seemed like a week! Little did I know this trip would change me forever. I know some people say, " You were only six years old, how could it change you?" My response is " Trust me it's possible. A trip to South Korea is a trip you will never forget." During this trip I learned more about life, family, and the importance of God than I ever would have learned had I been in room K-1 that week. I may have been missing snack time, recess, and reading but my parents and I made the most out of our journey in Korea. We spent hours in the orphanage Eastern Social Welfare Society holding and feeding babies. Some healthy and others extremely sick; there was so many babies and not enough nannies to take care of them. I remember asking why some of the babies had tape on their pacifiers? My Moms answer made me sad. When the babies would cry there was not always someone to take care of them. The older babies had learned not to cry. It was disturbing and I remember asking my Dad why they didn't have parents and he replied "Breah they will always have God as their father" I now understand what my Dad meant that day as a six year old I didn't understand. There were several families there just like us. Some from the United States others from Australia. My new brother wasn't there... he was at a foster home. His foster parents were nice but he was living with out running water and their house was so small and unsafe. He however didn't seem to mind that was his home and he seemed happy. By the time I met him he'd grown so much, he wasn't the little baby labeled "103-71". He was an ornery little boy with a lot of hair and a whole lot of attitude! The night before we left Alex's foster parents came to say goodbye. The emotion shared in that room was intense something I have replayed in my mind over and over. I will never forget his Foster Mother dropping to her knees as the elevator doors closed and thanking my Parents for loving him knowing she may never see him again. Once again something most six year olds have never witnessed. But I learned in that moment that Alex was loved and Gods hands were with him at all times. Before we knew, it was time to go home. I would be lying if I told you the flight home was wonderful. It wasn't Alex was missing his foster parents and crying for them. He had gotten sick on the plane and was 18 months old and the last thing he wanted to do was sit quietly with us. Mom and Dad were missing my brothers, it was a long flight. We arrived at Dayton our family and friends were there with open arms. Alex was passed around there were lots of tears, hugs and cameras flashing. Looking back some people thought our journey ended , it had really only begun. Aiden and Alex sat in their car seats next to each other on the way home that night. From that day my little brothers have formed the strongest sibling bond. We refer to them as the artificial twins since they are only six months apart and not only brothers but best friends!
Today I am a typical 13 year old girl who loves sports, running, cheering, hanging out with friends, painting nails, family vacations and I am proud of earning all A's on my report card. One thing that is not so typical about me is I have a burning desire to share my story with hopes of raising adoption awareness. I want to see children not only find loving parents but parents find their children. My prayer is that through this blog and my platform of "Adoption a Beautiful Option" I am able to make a difference.
I don't want to be without parents, so therefore I don't want others to be without parents. I don't want to be hungry, so therefore I don't want orphans to be hungry. I want to have warm clothes so therefore I want kids like Alex to have warm clothes. I know the importance of adoption so therefore I want YOU to know about the importance of adoption. Please follow my blog updates! Big things are bound to happen!
Happy Easter!
Breah
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