Yesterday was 9/11. I am always so emotional on this day and yesterday was no different. What was different is this year my boys noticed. We can all remember where we were when we heard the news. I was working at Primary Children's Hospital at the time and Jake was working at the University. We had drove in together and Jake had dropped me off. I was in the ER when I saw the planes hit. I then spent the next 8 hours watching TV with the docs trying to make sense of everything.
That night Jake and I were getting ready for bed and a thought struck me. What was going to happen to all those kids who lost their parents? There entire lives had changed and I couldn't do anything to make it better for them. At the time we didn't have kids. We were waiting to be picked and it was an extremly hard few days as I thought of all these kids and how their lives were changed forever.
Yesterday we were driving to school and the boys asked me about the flags. They know that when we have the flag put out their is a reason. How do you explain 9/11 to a child? I thought for a minute and I told them that there are some really bad people in this world and they had flown some planes into building killing a lot of people. Caleb asked me, "Why doesn't Jesus kill the bad guys?" I said, "Jesus doesn't kill bad guys. There are some people in this world who grow up being taught things and they don't realize it's wrong. They do bad things and they don't really think of others."
This then brought me to say, "You know Caleb. Your birthmother is in the Army. She fights everyday so that we can have our freedom. She fights so that you can have a house, a warm bed, a little brother, and to be safe." I want Rebekah to know that this little boy had a really big smile on his face when I told him that.
There are many things that I know I will never be able to do. I will never know what it is like to give up my life to go fight a war. I will never leave my kids for a year or longer in order to keep this country free. But I will teach them. I will teach them to be better, to care, to love those around them, that they are the lucky ones.
My kids don't see color. They don't see different and I like that. I like that they have unconditional love and that everyday they remind me how grateful I am to be their mom. Their birthmothers got to pick US to be their parents. Their birthmothers are a part of our family and they picked us to be a part of theirs. To Terri and Rebekah we love you both. Without you and the sacrifices that you gave, we could not be a family.