Many of you know that it is our Brooke who has struggled the most with losing her birth home, parents and previous life. She has grieved and we have greived for her. The other night when I was kissing her goodnight we had a very sweet conversation.
Brooke: "Mom, I wish I was in your tummy when I was a baby."
Mom: "You do? Why Honey?"
Brooke: "Because then I wouldn't miss my Ethiopia mom."
How does her six year old brain think of such things? It makes me love her more which I did not think possible. She is learning, at too young of an age, that love can be very painful.