My heart has been aching for the past few months. Right before Holy Week, I received some horrible news. The wonderful, amazing, loving woman who coordinated all of our adoptions, Dana (left with four Russian-American girls at the annual picnic), was told that she had stage 4 lung cancer.
Throughout the services of Holy Week I prayed for her as intensely as I've ever prayed, a delirium of prayer.....and continued as the weeks and months went on. And of course, everyone else who knows and loves her prayed as well. This is a woman who does her work because she loves the children. I can pretty well say that we could never have adopted without Dana. She is not only organized, she is attentive and careful and does the paper work right. So, I've not heard of any of Dana's families experiencing the horror stories that you overhear on planes and in hotel lobbies when you are adopting. Most of all, it was Dana who took no fee at all when we adopted Nastya, and Ilya, and only the smallest fee for herself for our first two adoptions. She helped a self-sufficient farm family with almost no income to speak of, adopt a son. She does what she does for the children, and has a particular heart for older children. She is absolutely "up there" for me....I owe my family to God and Dana.
Dana has always been slim, but at the picnic she looked like she could blow away... She wore a scarf to hide her hair loss. She had to avoid the sun, and only went out into it for a moment for this photo. It was heartbreaking to see her - yet when I talked to her that day, her optimism was bracing.
And this week - the news? Her cancer is in remission! Her doctor is flabbergasted. If anyone in this world ever deserved a miracle, it is Dana. Thank you, Lord! Thank you!!!