I am so thankful for being born a U.S. citizen. (I guess I was, it happened overseas...to U.S. parents...on a military base...anyways...) Today, Independence Day, I was again filled with gratitude to our Maker that Luci also gets to take part in the blessings all U.S. citizens are allowed. I don't know if other adoptive parents of foreign-born children think this way, but I am so grateful to China for letting Luci go. I am so grateful for our government approving all of our paperwork. I am so grateful for Luci getting to be here, in the U.S.A. I am so grateful for God allowing us the incredible blessing of being born into this country. Do you know just how lucky (blessed, really, but "lucky" is the feeling I have) we all are, just being here? If you've ever traveled to another country that is poor or not open to free thinking and gotten away from the tour guides and scheduled stops, really spent time with the people, in their homes, or in contact with lots of "locals," you've come away feeling blessed and thankful for being a citizen of the U.S.A.
Coming from a Communist country, into a home where not only is the Lord served but into a family where we want to homeschool to instill those values the way we see fit, molding the children's education to what we see as important in the grand scheme of eternity and opening their eyes to what God has done for them.... it is such the opposite of everything that Luci was born to be. It amazes me whenever I think about it. I don't use this word often, but it is truly awesome! Luci has every door opened to her and can become anything she wishes, except President. Anything. WOW.
Bonding:
When we got home from out transcontinental journey, it was apparent to both John and me that Luci is really, really bonded to us and she knows exactly where and what (or, rather, who) her home is. It is here, in our corner of Alabama, with BOTH parents, BOTH brothers and all of her STUFF. She has not stopped saying, "MY house. MY daddy. MY doll. MY pictures. MY (fill in the blank)." The happiest part of going shopping used to be getting the sticker from the greeter at Walmart. Now, the best part of shopping is pulling into the driveway and seeing HER house. (She will correct you if you say it is also yours! "MINE!")
P.S. I've always been patriotic, so I hope you were patient through all of that above. Even my name has USA in the middle of it! s-USA-n (pretty neat, Mom and Dad! Thanks for giving me that name.) My signature line on all of my emails has this quote by Thomas Paine: "If there must be trouble, let it be in my day that my child might have peace." ~1780 That says quite a bit right there, doesn't it?
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