[MarMema]

Here is a church we visited while in Rostov-on-Don in 1997. My husband is still talking about it occasionally,but neither one of us remembers the name of it.

A woman we stayed with in Rostov stands out as the most influential in leading us to the Orthodox faith. So much so that I wished for years we could let her know we had converted.

Last November we were honored to be invited to a dinner at the Russian Embassy in Washington, DC for adoptive families. Frank Foundation had an anniversary celebration and honored 3 families for their adoptions. For some reason we were one of them. Anyway, at the dinner we ended up seated with the facilitator of our adoption in Rostov-on-Don and I finally got to ask her to tell Irina, the woman I spoke of, that we had converted.

And btw, if you go to the link above and click on "programs", the boy looking out from under yellow flowers is our son, Sergey, from 1997.

[MarMema]

You should show that pic of Sergey to Victor. I bet he would get a kick out of it. :-)

[katnip]

Your Sergey's smile is infectious.

Whatever happened to the brochure they had with the 3 children in it? They were much younger then but it was a beautiful picture also.

They are all beautiful and now you have me off looking at adoption brochures and wondering again if it it is something I could do. I'd better hurry, I'm getting old
quick. It's interesting that an adoptive fathers age is of no consequence, only the mothers.

I'll show Victor the picture when I get home but I warn you, he will want to start IM'ing you guys.