We Know

We know that we move a lot (13 times in 13 years of marriage, exactly).

We know that you think this is disruptive for our kids ... that they cannot possibly be happy or well-adjusted.

We know that you think we are impulsive and flighty.

We know that you think that families who live in the same house forever are the ideal.

We know that we will never live up to your expectations.

We know that Kev works a lot of hours to provide for us solely.

We know that moving is expensive.

We know that adoption is expensive.

See ... in 1991 I met this boy in high school. He was my best friend's "boyfriend"--whatever that is at 15 years old. That sounds awful (we know that too). I loved him instantly. Love? No idea. But I knew I loved him. His arms. The curve of his ears. His chipped front teeth. His smirk. His heart. His goodness. We were close all through high school. He was my best friend and everything to me. Off we went to college together and were engaged when I was 19 (we know that was terribly young). We finished college and were married at 21 and 23 in a beautiful and sweet ceremony. We made a promise to love each other for life and death and to protect one another and to be faithful to our beliefs, even when others don't get us.

Here we are. 13 years of marriage later. 3 home-grown children later. 1 amazing adoption later. 13 moves later. Lots of memories, and places, and people who have peppered our lives with so much heart (and some with anguish). We know that we are solid and stable and warm and rooted in and out. Appearances are what they are through your own lens ... appearances.

We know that we have been blessed to establish 13 homes for our family. To live in new places with new people who afford us teachable moments to our children through living.

We know that our children are the happiest, most centered little people we know. Simplicity and home makes them happy. Home is us, not just the walls that surround us.

We know that Kev has a tremendous career. He is impeccably trained and a gift to his field. We know that we are blessed by his company and we count ourselves lucky. We know that EMS requires a level of selflessness and compromise that many would never tackle. I know that he does, every day, and he lives for it and for the strangers he tends to day in and day out.

We know that we will probably never live in one house forever. Why? This world is bursting with places to see and people to learn from and to laugh with. Maybe Maine, maybe Africa, maybe Hong Kong. We know that we are settled in magical, enviable ways, but to your mind, we are unsettled.

We know that we are deliriously happy.

We know that there is a little boy half way around the world who we belong with. We know that it is well outside of some friend's and family's understanding or willingness to understand. We know adoption is expensive, but "Orphans are easier to ignore before you know their names. They are easier to ignore before you see their faces. It is easier to pretend they're not real before you hold them in your arms. But once you do, everything changes." ---David Platt

I know that 36 years ago God put my husband on this earth for me and for our four children, those near and far. We have the intensely intimate pleasure of growing up and old together and living thoughtfully and compassionately.

We know that we are true to what we believe and to those who love us for who we are, not despite it.

We know that you mean well. We do too.