Wednesday, May 27, 2009

My journey to a black and white world began 3 years ago on a mission's trip to Biloxi, MS. Besides the people on my team, I was the lone white face in a sea of black. I thought it would feel different or that I would be afraid. What I discovered was that I loved the people who were surrounding me. I loved their differences as well as their similarities. Both Dale and I returned from that trip changed. Two weeks later we were calling the agency we did foster care through and asked them to do a homestudy. It was our first physical step towards our journey of adoption.

Our trip to Biloxi and the first referral picture we received of our children together.

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