9 months ago...
Last Sunday I had a “coffee” date with a “kid”. Can you really call a 14-year old a kid? By coffee I mean, I had a strawberry smoothie and she had a Vanilla Bean Crème Frappuccino. This wasn’t just a regular coffee date (otherwise I would have had the dark roast coffee), instead I was hanging out with this lovely lady because I wanted to see what the last 9 months had been for her.
You see, nine months (and one day) ago I didn’t know this girl but yet I was asked to videotape her special day – the day that she was adopted.
Since that day I have spent a lot of time with her and her family – partly because they are family J (and we planned a large conference together) but mostly because they are wonderful people to be around.
In some ways, it has felt like she has always been a part of the family, but over Christmas I was reminded a few times that this was her first Christmas with her forever family.
As I was chatting with her over our special drinks, I realize that there are some things I wouldn’t ever have to face, feel or think about because of my skin colour and yet those things she thinks about.
One of the nuggets that I took away from that time together was that my life is richer because of my relationship with this 14-year old energetic, music lover, & snapchat queen. Our life experiences will be different because of our skin colour but if we continue to have open dialogue about those differences, I know that I will become a better person because of it.
Nine months ago, her life change when she signed those papers. Nine months ago, my life changed because she signed those papers. Adoption just doesn’t change the life of the kid that is adopted but all those around. Mine sure has.














