Jordan Mukisa Adoption
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He was a miracle from the beginning. My daughter Gloria went into labour on a Saturday night and about 48 hours later, after lots of complications and being told by the doctor that both Gloria and her son might not survive, our little miracle Jordan Mukisa was born. “Mukisa” means “blessing” in the local language and he could not be more special.
When I moved to Uganda in 2009, I knew that I would be a mother but didn’t think that it needed to be legal. My daughter Gloria, who lived with me since the day I came here, knew that. I never legally adopted her but she was my daughter in every way and nothing could have changed that or made it more real. Not only was she my daughter, she was my closest friend and greatest source of support here in Uganda.
Gloria was twelve when I got custody of her and she got pregnant when she was sixteen. Gloria and I raised Jordan together and he has always been my grandson. In 2017, Jordan became a big brother when Gloria gave birth to her second son Joshua. Gloria and her two sons lived with me and she was back in school preparing for her future. I always knew the day would come that they would move out on their own but nothing could have prepared me for what happened instead.
On July 18th last year, we were hit by a drunk driver. My daughter Gloria, her youngest son Joshua, and our good friend Eman were killed instantly in the accident. But we survived.
Jordan was on my lap in the front seat of the car and walked away physically unharmed. He was a miracle when God brought him into the world and he is truly a miracle now. Every time I look at him, I am reminded that there is a reason Jordan survived and that God has big plans for his life. Through the grief and pain, he has often been my reason to keep going and I know God knew how much we would need each other.
Jordan, who is now six, has to live without his devoted mom and beloved little brother and I have to live without my amazing daughter and precious second grandson. But we still have each other. We are surrounded by family and friends in Uganda and Canada who support us and help us keep going. And we still have each other.
Jordan will always be my grandson. He calls me “Jajja”, which is the local word for grandmother and what he has known me as since the day he was born. I have always been his second parent. Now with his mom in heaven, it only makes sense that I should continue to raise him. It’s not only what’s best for Jordan, it’s what his mom would have wanted too.
I am starting the process of legally adopting Jordan to make sure that we can always stay together. But the costs of adoption in Uganda are more than I can afford. So we are asking for help.
All of the money we raise will go towards covering our legal fees and paperwork and everything else associated with the adoption. (Please note that all donations made through Go Fund Me are not tax receiptable)
We could not have come this far without the overwhelming love and support of the amazing people God has put in our lives. Thank you is never enough but thank you. Jordan and I mean that from the bottom of our hearts.
When I moved to Uganda in 2009, I knew that I would be a mother but didn’t think that it needed to be legal. My daughter Gloria, who lived with me since the day I came here, knew that. I never legally adopted her but she was my daughter in every way and nothing could have changed that or made it more real. Not only was she my daughter, she was my closest friend and greatest source of support here in Uganda.
Gloria was twelve when I got custody of her and she got pregnant when she was sixteen. Gloria and I raised Jordan together and he has always been my grandson. In 2017, Jordan became a big brother when Gloria gave birth to her second son Joshua. Gloria and her two sons lived with me and she was back in school preparing for her future. I always knew the day would come that they would move out on their own but nothing could have prepared me for what happened instead.
On July 18th last year, we were hit by a drunk driver. My daughter Gloria, her youngest son Joshua, and our good friend Eman were killed instantly in the accident. But we survived.
Jordan was on my lap in the front seat of the car and walked away physically unharmed. He was a miracle when God brought him into the world and he is truly a miracle now. Every time I look at him, I am reminded that there is a reason Jordan survived and that God has big plans for his life. Through the grief and pain, he has often been my reason to keep going and I know God knew how much we would need each other.
Jordan, who is now six, has to live without his devoted mom and beloved little brother and I have to live without my amazing daughter and precious second grandson. But we still have each other. We are surrounded by family and friends in Uganda and Canada who support us and help us keep going. And we still have each other.
Jordan will always be my grandson. He calls me “Jajja”, which is the local word for grandmother and what he has known me as since the day he was born. I have always been his second parent. Now with his mom in heaven, it only makes sense that I should continue to raise him. It’s not only what’s best for Jordan, it’s what his mom would have wanted too.
I am starting the process of legally adopting Jordan to make sure that we can always stay together. But the costs of adoption in Uganda are more than I can afford. So we are asking for help.
All of the money we raise will go towards covering our legal fees and paperwork and everything else associated with the adoption. (Please note that all donations made through Go Fund Me are not tax receiptable)
We could not have come this far without the overwhelming love and support of the amazing people God has put in our lives. Thank you is never enough but thank you. Jordan and I mean that from the bottom of our hearts.
Co-organizers (2)
Kimi Toyota
Organizer
Cranbrook, BC
Shirley Toyota
Co-organizer