This past summer, when Myriam was having some playtime at Papa and Nana's house, she made a statement that caught my Dad off guard and demanded follow-up when I picked her up.
We've never not hidden the fact that she has different color skin than the rest of us. We have a library selection of books that speak into adoption, skin color and how Jesus loves us all regardless of looks. We've had an open adoption from the beginning and continue to have some contact with a few relatives. Myriam's little mind has heard all these things, but we're seeing a new trend in curiosity and conversation about how she came to be.
"Papa, I'm different than the rest of my family."
