We celebrated the Ethiopian New Year (on Saturday) a day early this year.
It felt right to do it that way since Todd had to work all day Sunday and since this year was the 10th anniversary of 9/11.
It was a small, last minute celebration.
We missed seeing our other Ethiopian friends.
We went to Abyssinia with some new friends for a traditional meal to ring in the new year. It was delicious. We enjoyed getting to know a new family; a family who is waiting for their son or daughter (or both) to come home soon.
I remember the hard days of waiting and questioning and longing.
And it is so amazing to be on the other side of that wait and tell people about the blessings.
The blessings of a son who brings laughter to our lives daily.
A son who has such a heart for others.
A son who gives out more hugs in one day than I can count.
A son who talks non-stop. Literally. Non. Stop.
A son who brings a new and amazing culture into our lives.
A son who has changed the landscape of our family for the better.
Happy Belated Enkutatash.