You never know when they’re paying attention

This is what my youngest daughter just texted me. I’ve shared with my girls how as a biracial child, adopted after a few years in foster care, and raised by a white family, I often felt “lost”.

Different.

I later learned I’ve always had family, and built on what I had back then to make what I have today. I’m never sure how much attention they’re paying. This is the stuff that convinces me they get it.

This is how I hope to build a foundation of compassion and acceptance.

Next lesson shall be punctuation! ❤❤❤

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