So, I spoke too soon. It turns out blogger does not make it easy to privatize a blog. I need to manually submit every single email of every interested reader and there is a limit. I just don't have the time! So, I'm going to try a plan B, which I'm not crazy about...censoring myself while I am there.
Because of the delicate nature of our situation with Anya and also because of the recent arrests in Kemerovo of bloggers, I am going to have to keep things very simple while I am there. I plan to blog the truth, but may have to hold off on posting some of what I write till we return. I just can't say anything too negative about the region, the government, or anything else that might offend. It will be a test in patience, as I pride myself on speaking exactly what I think and feel. Problem is, I will not be in America. As they say, 'when in Rome'...
So, I will even have to take this post down while I am there! But I'm leaving it up until I get to Russia so that most of you will be aware of why my blog has suddenly gotten so happy and shiny (wink).
For the info I want to post about the orphanage kids, I may have to simply post it on my facebook page, which is fully private. That way I can post the real story. The one I tell here may be a little sanitized until I get home.
Thanks for taking this journey with me. I know I'm not alone.
See you on the other side of the Atlantic!
Because of the delicate nature of our situation with Anya and also because of the recent arrests in Kemerovo of bloggers, I am going to have to keep things very simple while I am there. I plan to blog the truth, but may have to hold off on posting some of what I write till we return. I just can't say anything too negative about the region, the government, or anything else that might offend. It will be a test in patience, as I pride myself on speaking exactly what I think and feel. Problem is, I will not be in America. As they say, 'when in Rome'...
So, I will even have to take this post down while I am there! But I'm leaving it up until I get to Russia so that most of you will be aware of why my blog has suddenly gotten so happy and shiny (wink).
For the info I want to post about the orphanage kids, I may have to simply post it on my facebook page, which is fully private. That way I can post the real story. The one I tell here may be a little sanitized until I get home.
Thanks for taking this journey with me. I know I'm not alone.
See you on the other side of the Atlantic!
You are wise. . . . be careful. Keep your head down and your ears perked up. I am on your FB site for bringing home Anya. Is there some way to join your personal FB (which is where I assume you'll be posting the uncensored truth)?? Please let me know if you can. happymom4@gmail.com is how you can get in touch with me.
ReplyDeleteOh my, that would be a daunting task. At least there's still the FB group. Given how sensitive they are to criticism, perhaps the post regarding your experience at the consulate in NYC should also come down?
ReplyDeleteYou are not alone.
ReplyDelete“When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.” -- WS
Hi Keri, I tried this once already, let's see if it works this time. Are you talking about the Bring Anya Home group or your private fb? I would love to be able to follow along. You can find me by looking for Kelley Penrod Farrand.
ReplyDeleteHow is Nastia doing? I know she was struggling before. Is it better now that you are so close to being able to see Anya?
Love, Kelley
I will be praying for you and your daughters..and reading between the lines if/when you blog. Would love to keep up with how things are really going if you want to add me to fb. gjmlogue@yahoo.com God bless, Jennifer
ReplyDeleteWise choice. And I agree about the Russian consult one too--shame to lose the comments, but yet it would be better to be safe than sorry.
ReplyDeleteToo bad you did not have time to work out a code with your readers! My great aunt Rosalie and great uncle Bill somehow managed to use a code in the correspondece they sent back and forth when he was actively fighting in WWII--she even knew where he was and where he was going. But the letters looked like normal to the war censors, and so they got through. ; )