Six Months Thoughts
It's Martin Luther King Day. For some reason it takes on a little different feel this year. I wonder why? (smile)
I spent a good part of the day thinking about civil rights. It's so absurd to me that we separate from others because of color.
I can't imagine Bethany and Kailey forming a "White Daughters are Better" group any more than Neti and Meke forming a "Black Kids Alliance for Rightful Place in the Family".
They're our kids. All of them. None any more than another. I'd die for any one of them without hesitation. It would break my heart if they somehow lost sight of family and started separating themselves because of the amount of melanin in their skin.
Is that what God sees when we do the same?
On a more personal note... Time has flown. As of January 15, Neti and Meke have been part of our household for 6 months. Although life will never be the same as pre-Ethiopia (we don't want it to) some of the things we gave up temporarily for the sake of stability for Neti and Meke are slowly finding their way back into our routines.
For example, Aunt Pam gave Rhonda and I our first date in six months by taking all four of our girls overnight (also Neti and Meke's first sleepover). Almost everything for the last six months has centered around the new ones in the house. We're trying to learn what it means to be husband and wife again.