Today we took Mary and Anber and the boys and baby to the Underground Railroad Freedom Center in Cincinnati.
It was very emotional for both girls, and I am proud of them for enduring so much that we must lay on their shoulders.
Mary was told by her biological mother that she was white, and has been very confused about it.
We have worked hard talking and reading about her identity and history and culture, but the girls needed to see it and touch it and feel it in their hearts.
My favorite moment was when a very black woman came up to me and thanked me, “because not many white people come here.”
Then she realized Mary was signing, and talked with her in sign language!
Mary told her all about foster care and being black and getting adopted, and the lady cried and hugged me again!
It was a special day, and good for all of us. There was so much to see and do and learn! There was even a whole section about how it still happens today. We need to come back again and again as they get older and keep processing more.