Lucas has been talking about being scared, not being understood and not understanding what we were saying. (Here we thought we were doing so well.) About learning to ride a bike and learning all the rooms in the house.
One of the interesting thoughts he told us went like this, "I remember being soooo tired. I went to sleep and woke up the next day and looked at everything. You said I could go outside and play but I didn't know where to stop outside. Someone always told me where to play, someone always told us when. You said I could just go play. That's what freedom is. Freedom is when you can play outside when you want."
What's your definition of freedom. To a newly adopted 9 year old from the Philippines, it's freedom to be a kid.
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