We Look Like Family

Last week a woman at church mentioned to me how much Lena and I look alike when we both wear our hair up. It kinda took me by surprise.  My first thought was I don't see how, since we share absolutely no DNA.  I almost said something like that out loud, but then I remembered that this person likely does not know that Lena is adopted.  In a split second, this thought came to my mind: It doesn't matter whether we share DNA or not.  We look like family.  So I just said, "Thank you!"

This is a good thing.  This is a God thing.  We look like family.