Wednesday we went to the airport to greet Rashed Alsaied from Saudi Arabia. He's the one in the back with the nervous smile that says "Oh my gosh, that's them, the ones with the huge sign that says 'WELCOME RASHED' I wonder if they'll like me, I hope they're not weird, or crazy or something." He came up to us, and we greeted him with equally nervous smiles that said "I hope he likes us. What will he think of us, and the way we live? I hope he'll be fun, not weird or crazy or something like that". I was thinking, "I hope he likes my cooking!"
Here we were, posing together, still very much strangers, about to become family. In 10 months, we'll be back here again to say goodbye, not able to imagine our home without him.
What I Learned...
4 years ago