I can't tell you how happy I am that I took this picture with my phone, and not the camera that was stolen.
Because this picture? The most important one I took the whole trip.
It's not of famous people sitting across from us on the subway.
It's not of a famous landmark.
It's just three random kids. They are from France, I'm pretty sure--since the game they were playing and the conversations they were having were spoken in the beautiful French language.
You had the pretty 16ish-age-girl who was keeping her active 9ish-age-brother entertained with sing-song games, while she was trying to convince the aloof "Im too cool for this" 14ish-age-brother to join in.
But I didn't snap this picture because of their beautiful language, or the fact that they were playing fun games, or to create a "We're on the Subway in NYC!" picture.
I took the picture because they are siblings.
Not only were Mook and I on the same track on the subway, but on the same mental track as well (ha! couldn't help the pun!)
That subway ride from Grand Central Station to Battery Park was our first real serious discussion about our next steps. Seeing those kids interact, and know that we do want to give the O-man a sibling.
Our hearts are on the path to adoption. We plan on beginning the journey as early as the end of this year--and I already feel prepared since I have fantastic resource of women to turn to for advice and assistance. The first step for us will be a seminar or two...and of course a lot of bugging friends with questions!
We may not even be able to do much after attending the seminars--because unfortunately, finances will be the biggest hurdle for us. But knowing that Mook and I are both on the same page, and we both felt sooo at peace with our decision is enough for now.
Those siblings will never know who we are, but we will always remember them for opening our hearts on a subway ride.