In life there is always a reason...

This morning was a rushed one. Hustling to get the HAWK off to his second to last day of school. His need to have Legos in his hands at all times slows us down a great deal. I found myself a few minutes late to a client meeting. We've only had this client for a short time...still getting to know her. After reviewing her upcoming trade show and marketing needs the conversation fell to children. She chose to share with me that she has a son who is eight years old, whom she adopted from Russia. He is autistic and suffers serious mental retardation and self-injurous behaviors. I told her about our plans to adopt from China. We talked for awhile and settled on a phrase that often runs through my mind...Everything happens for a reason, though we may never know or understand that reason. Despite being a single mother who works full time she says she's grateful to have him in her life. She worries that if he wasn't with her he would have been abandoned on the streets of Russia.

At the end of an unusual day, I am left grateful for my life, my family and my unknown reasons in the mysteries of life.