Next week, our family will celebrate Eli Day. Eli Day, as you may have guessed, is the anniversary to the day we adopted Eli. Next Tuesday, it will be three years since Sr. Lutgarda of Kidane Mehret Children’s Home handed me the tiny, innocent baby with eyes wise beyond his years.
There are way too many thoughts and emotions that run loose in my head and heart surrounding Eli Day for me to put into type at the moment. I’ll save that crazy, long, disjointed post for Eli Day (when they’ve all come rushing out). Right now, I’m just trying to remember what my life was like three years ago today — before Ethiopia. I can barely remember anymore.
What did I DO before I became a part of an Ethiopian American family? What did I think about and care about so much before I fell in love with Ethiopia? I really don’t remember.
Ethiopia has changed my life forever — for the better. I can only hope to attempt to do the same in return. But three years ago today, I really had no idea what was in store …