It pulled on every heart string. Heather cried. I cried.
I hope that when the day comes – and it will – that we are equipped to answer tough questions about adoption, abandonment, gender bias, cultural differences, and the list goes on. I am thankful for the education that we have received, alerting us to these issues that are especially common to international and trans-racial adoption, but I still dread their eventual rise.
The movie also reminds us about the ones left behind, which, of course, is not unique to international adoption. It shows one girl tracking, and against gigantic odds, finding her biological Chinese family. I pray that we are wise and graceful enough to handle that, as well. All in all, it reinforced what a responsibility, and precious gift, that we have been granted.
Oh, Guan Man Li. We are the lucky ones.