This photo, taken while visiting the Shikuku's, puts a smile on my face. We were blessed to be able to spend a significant amount of time with the Shikuku family - eating meals, drinking chai, visiting, playing. The children were shy at first, but quickly felt comfortable and we were able to see them both sharing in duties around the home, but also playing.
From our affluent North American perspective it is sometimes hard to imagine true happiness emanating from a child who has lost their birth parents and is living with 40-odd other children as siblings, but I did wonder at times if their lives are richer than ours. I wondered if having exponentially more community, exponentially more close relationships breeds a type of happiness that we in our huge houses with our 1.8 children just can't fathom.